With a little manipulation, she became so confused that she couldn't tell which way was which, and now she was so sleepy that she couldn't even lift her eyelids.

Fang Ruotang slept soundly until dawn the next day.

Her long, curled eyelashes fluttered gently a few times. The Crown Prince, who went to bed later than her but woke up earlier, had been staring at her. He noticed the girl in his arms move immediately and spoke up.

"woke up?"

"Um!"

Fang Ruotang responded groggily, and the little girl snuggled directly into the Crown Prince's arms.

The prince stiffened slightly, shifted his body, and hugged Fang Ruotang tightly with only his upper body.

"Did you sleep well? Is there anything that's bothering you?"

Fang Ruotang recalled yesterday's intimacy, her face flushed red, and her beautiful legs moved nervously, but then she frowned in confusion.

My body doesn't seem to hurt?

"What's wrong?"

The Crown Prince noticed that Fang Ruotang's brows were furrowed, showing tension and worry.

Did he go too far last night? But that doesn't make sense! He was paying attention to her emotions and trying to please her; her physical reactions and voices were all very pleasurable.

They did not show the slightest discomfort.

Even though he used his finger instead, he was very restrained. Afterwards, he cleaned and applied medicine for her. She shouldn't still feel so uncomfortable the next day.

[Aaaaaaah! My little prince is really small, so small I can't even feel it? Shouldn't deflowering be painful? I don't feel anything at all. I woke up feeling refreshed.]

When the Crown Prince was worried, he heard this heartfelt sentiment.

His face immediately darkened.

It's such a waste of my goodwill towards her.

It's his fault for loving her too much.