Xie Lingqin found it amusing. "Why did you send Yu Qingyi away?"

Yuwen Yao did not answer. Instead, he went into the inner room, took a dry towel from the cabinet, and came out to let Xie Lingqin sit down.

"Let me dry your hair."

"ah?"

Although the two had become very close, His Highness the Crown Prince personally dried her hair...

What if the force isn't right...

"No need. Besides, don't you know internal energy? Wouldn't it be better if you used your internal energy to help me dry it?"

"I want to do everything I can for you with care and attention." Yuwen Yao looked at Xie Lingqin and gently massaged her head through the towel as he spoke.

As Xie Lingqin's body trembled, a slight smile appeared on the corner of her lips.

That technique is pretty good; it's not just drying your hair, it also includes a massage.

Sensing the cool, refreshing scent emanating from Yuwen Yao, Xie Lingqin gradually relaxed and closed her eyes.

"Yuwen Yao, tell me, if I asked you to dry my hair for the rest of your life, would you be willing?"

"willing."

Yuwen Yao spoke without any hesitation, his hand movements seemingly softening slightly.

Xie Ling's smile widened.

No wonder they say that women in love will smile like an idiot when they hear sweet words.

Of course she had to smile at such sweet words.

Yuwen Yao gently dried Xie Lingqin's hair bit by bit, then spread it out on both sides. His slender fingers lightly touched Xie Lingqin's alabaster neck and gently kneaded it.

"Ah, it itches."

Xie Lingqin instinctively tried to dodge, but Yuwen Yao caught her. "So, next time, you can't do that in front of any man other than me."

Xie Lingqin was taken aback, then suddenly turned around to look at Yuwen Yao. Now that she understood, she found it quite amusing. "Yuwen Yao, you're even jealous of Yu Qingyi? Besides, it's just a wet hair."

Yuwen Yao's face darkened slightly, and he moved his fingertips slightly, gently pressing on Xie Lingqin's earlobe.

"Ah, you..."

Xie Lingqin couldn't help but tremble, her face immediately turning red. She sat up, feeling both ashamed and angry, "Yuwen Yao, you're so bad."

"I am bad, so are you going to accept me or not?"

"What can I say? I am naturally beautiful and have unparalleled looks. How can I resist the gaze of others?"

Xie Lingqin refused to admit defeat.

How could she let him have her under his thumb before they were even married?

"That……"

Yuwen Yao suddenly curled his lips, grabbed Xie Lingqin's slender waist, and pulled her into his arms.

"Then..." He gently but firmly bit Xie Lingqin's earlobe.

A tingling, numb sensation, like a current of electricity coursing through my entire body.

Xie Lingqin's body went limp, and she leaned into Yuwen Yao's arms, raising her hand to lightly punch his chest, "Yuwen Yao, you bastard."

"Yeah, Xie Lingqin's bastard."

Yuwen Yao chuckled softly, raised his hand, and gently lifted Xie Lingqin's lips, allowing her to gaze at him without any obstruction.

The girl had thick, feathery eyelashes, a nose like a pearl, and lips as red as ink. Beneath her dark hair, a pair of starry eyes gazed steadily at him, radiating a tender, shimmering affection.

Lower your head and take it in.

The kiss was lingering and enchanting.

Having spent so much time with Xie Lingqin and been so close to her so many times.

Yuwen Yao naturally knew where her vulnerability lay, causing Xie Lingqin to dodge and weave.

Moonlight streamed through the window, illuminating the beautiful couple inside, creating a scene of poetic beauty and vibrant springtime.

Soft, low murmurs wove together a beautiful melody. He held her, just held her, his breath brushing against her earlobe, hot and patient.

Finally, the passionate kiss came to an end.

Their eyes sparkled with passion as they looked at each other.

"Um, that..." Xie Lingqin stammered, trying to find a topic to talk about after her breathing had calmed down a bit. She honestly admitted, "I captured the Fifth Princess."

Yuwen Yao's eyes held nothing but the infatuated Xie Lingqin; he remained fixed on her, desperately suppressing the raging fire within him that could ignite with the slightest movement.

"Yeah, locking them up is actually a good thing."

After a long pause, Yuwen Yao finally replied, "Consider it a lesson from my sister-in-law to my aunt."

"Pooh."

This remark amused Xie Lingqin, who pushed the Crown Prince away, saying, "This sister-in-law is no ordinary sister-in-law."

"That's right, he's malicious, scheming, and cruel."

When Yuwen Yao spoke of his younger sister, he couldn't find a single good word to describe her.

Xie Lingqin was speechless for a moment, then wrapped her arms around Yuwen Yao's neck. "I say, Your Highness, you are quite good at coaxing people."

"Everything I'm telling you is the truth."

"That's just him trying to comfort me."

Yuwen Yao sighed helplessly, looking at Xie Lingqin's rosy cheeks, his smile melting away the winter snow, his voice charming and husky, "You are so gentle and tender, what am I supposed to do with you in the future?"

"See, you're just trying to fool me again."

"No."

Yuwen Yao hugged Xie Lingqin and said, "It is said that the Yuwen royal family is cold-hearted, generation after generation. If I had not met you, I think I would have lived a cold and indifferent life as well."

Yuwen Yao's words suddenly carried a hint of relief, "Fortunately, I met you, which made me realize that there is more than just winter snow in this world, there is also spring in March."

Xie Lingqin's eyes widened for a moment, and the hand that was wrapped around Yuwen Yao's neck turned to touch his face.

She had intended to comfort him, but as she touched him, she became increasingly unhappy and instead gave Yuwen Yao's face a light pinch.

"Hiss—"

A very soft gasp didn't anger Yuwen Yao. Instead, he smiled at Xie Lingqin and said, "Don't worry, your skin is even better than mine. It's so supple that I can't help but linger and love it."

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