Tongsu looked at him suspiciously.

"This is the most suitable solution—trust me, I'm genuinely trying to solve the problem, and I have absolutely no ulterior motives."

He spoke with such righteous indignation that Tong Su couldn't find a reason to doubt him for a moment. But he urged her in a serious tone, "I came in such a hurry that I'm probably sweating. You'll probably need to take two showers."

As for seduction... it's okay if you can't show it yourself. When you take a bath, you can let her see his body for herself.

Putting everything else aside, he's very confident about his physique.

Tong Su didn't see through his wicked intentions. She nodded, grabbed a new bath towel, and was about to go into the bathroom when she turned back and saw that he still had his hair wet. She urged him to dry his hair, and Xuan Ting readily agreed.

Once inside the bathroom, she took off her clothes and raised an eyebrow.

Well, no wonder that guy said that—indeed, he's confident enough about his physique. Strong, well-defined muscles that aren't jarring, a tall, slender, and athletic build, and a skin tone that's not the pale white of someone who's been sitting indoors all day, but a light tan.

Some places still bear the marks of ancient scars, but they are not grotesque; instead, they add a touch of battlefield ferocity to this overly delicate body.

When she came out of the shower, she saw Xuan Ting still messing with his hair. He had never had long hair before and knew nothing about the techniques of keeping a girl's hair, so he was flustered and looked quite disheveled.

Tong Su couldn't help but laugh, shook her head, and stepped forward with her things: "Never mind, sit with your back to me, I'll blow-dry your hair."

He nodded and sat obediently without moving.

Xuan Ting enjoyed the soft feel of her fingers, while Tong Su was taking good care of her body. Neither of them noticed that when Xuan Ting entered the house, the balcony door was still ajar.

Outside the window.

far away.

A camera.

"Boss, I think we've struck it rich today!"

"What's wrong?"

"I...I...I caught you! You...you'll never guess! My God! The Crown Prince is so gentle! Is he going to be the Crown Princess? Wow, this is huge news! All those noble ladies will be devastated! Tsk tsk tsk...what about princesses, princesses from Andromeda, famous beauties? Sigh, it all depends on the Crown Prince's own wishes!"

"...Speak properly, put some punctuation and pause at the right moment! Are you trying to suffocate me?!"

The paparazzi scratched his head awkwardly: "Ahem."

The next morning, Tongsu was awakened by urgent communications.

Upon seeing that it was Yang's mother calling, Tongsu quickly gave Xuanting a signal to answer the call. Yang's mother asked worriedly, "An'an, are you in love?"

Tong Su: I didn't, you need to clarify.

Xuan Ting chuckled, "How did you know?!"

Yang's mother said anxiously, "Someone posted photos online! His Highness the Crown Prince was wearing a bathrobe, holding a girl and drying her hair! The media didn't release the girl's face or identity, but I knew it was you the moment I saw you. An'an, you're still too young. Even if you're the Crown Prince, you need to protect yourself. How could you—"

Tong Su frowned: You must have been secretly photographed! Explain yourself!

Xuan Ting coughed twice: "Mom, don't worry, the Crown Prince is a good person and wouldn't do anything to harm me. Don't worry, the news definitely won't get out; the royal family will immediately send people to suppress it."

Yang's mother sighed with worry, "I'm worried he'll bully you."

Tong Su was furious and glared at him: Don't talk nonsense, I'm innocent!

Xuan Ting smiled, pretending not to see: Don't you trust the Crown Prince's character?

Yang's mother: "Besides, so many people admire him. What if someone becomes your enemy and tries to harm you?"

Tong Su: I will be careful to avoid him, or it would be good to stay far away from him.

Xuan Ting: "This is the Crown Prince's fault. If he doesn't protect him properly, what use is he?"