Looking at Yi Shuihan's handsome face, she thought to herself, "This man truly cares about me."

He then waved to him, signaling him to squat down.

Yi Shuihan immediately understood.

The two lingered together for a while.

After they separated, Yi Shuihan looked at the bathtub and said, "This design isn't good enough."

"What's wrong with it?"

"It's too small," Yi Shuihan replied. "It's only big enough for you to lie down in, and it can't even fit me in."

Xiao Qingyin: "..."

What was that person thinking just now?

Yi Shuihan continued, "When we get married, we should have a big wedding."

Xiao Qingyin reminded him, "It's too big and it'll break easily. You might as well just build a bathtub."

Yi Shuihan's eyes lit up: "Great idea!"

Several solutions immediately popped into my head.

Looking at his excited expression, Xiao Qingyin suddenly felt a chill. Was she digging a hole for herself?

She quickly got out of the bathtub to avoid arousing any further suspicion in the man.

After his initial excitement subsided, Yi Shuihan took out a porcelain bottle from his pocket and handed it to Xiao Qingyin.

Xiao Qingyin raised an eyebrow.

"There's another gift?"

“This is not a gift,” Yi Shuihan explained. “It is His Majesty’s blood.”

Xiao Qingyin opened the cap and saw that there was indeed a small half-bottle of blood inside.

She asked in surprise, "How did you get so much of his blood?"

“He bumped his head on the table when he left the morning court session today, and his forehead was cut open and he bled quite a bit. I had someone secretly collect the blood.”

Yi Shuihan replied.

"Check inside for any bugs."

"good."

Xiao Qingyin immediately went to find a microscope.