Chapter 580 Extra - Stop fooling around

As if she had thought of something, the tips of Shu Tong's ears turned red.

"Suit yourself," she said. "You're the Crown Prince. Who would dare stop you from doing what you want?"

Chen Ci smiled, put his arm around her shoulder and pulled her closer to him: "Then I'll stay at Wutong Residence tonight."

Shu Tong's ears turned even redder: "Mmm."

Sensing her emotions, Chen Ci explained in a low voice, "I just don't want to be separated from you, but I won't do anything, so don't be afraid."

"I wasn't scared at all." Shu Tong looked up at him. "I..."

"It's good that you're not afraid. No need to explain."

Chen Ci gently squeezed her shoulder, then circled back and took her hand.

The two strolled around the garden before returning to their bedchamber.

Bathing and changing were done separately. Haitang put a lot of rose petals in Shutong's bath tub, and everyone serving her bath looked happy.

It seems that Wutongju will never be the same again starting today.

Shu Tong still felt somewhat conflicted, unconsciously splashing water. Haitang chuckled softly, "My lady, you don't need to be nervous... Our Highness..."

"I wasn't nervous at all," Shu Tong quickly retorted. "You're overthinking it."

"Alright, alright, Your Highness isn't nervous, it's me who's nervous," Haitang smiled.

Shu Tong felt that Haitang was mocking her, but she had no evidence, so she just glared at her and said, "That's enough."

Haitang smiled, but after smiling, she still diligently helped her bathe and change clothes.

When Shu Tong returned to her bedchamber, Chen Ci was already there, sitting on the edge of the bed casually flipping through the storybook Shu Tong had placed on the bedside table.

When he saw Shu Tong come in, the man looked up and paused slightly.

She wore a moon-white inner garment, and her long, black hair cascaded over her shoulders, making her skin appear even more delicate and flawless.

A pink ribbon was tied around her waist, outlining her slender waist and exquisite curves.

Chen Ci swallowed hard, suppressed his emotions, put the book aside, and beckoned to her: "Come here."

The man was also wearing a crescent-white robe, half of which was tied up loosely on his head with his long hair, making his features appear even more distinct and his overall demeanor outstanding.

Shu Tong had always felt that men with long hair had a feminine quality, but Chen Ci's temperament was aloof and noble. When he sat there, he looked like a refined gentleman.

The feeling of being moved overcame the complex emotions in her heart. Shu Tong stepped forward and stood a step in front of the man, looking at him.

When their eyes meet, there is more of a pure sweetness and mutual appreciation.

Chen Ci smiled and shook Shu Tong's hand: "Sleep inside or outside?"

"Inside. Ah..."

As soon as Shu Tong finished speaking, Chen Ci picked her up and placed her on the inside of the bed, then gently took off her shoes.

Under the gauze curtains, a candle flickers, making the light inside the curtains even more gentle.

It's soft and inviting, yet not too bright, making it perfect for sleeping.

Shu Tong clutched the corner of the blanket and pulled it over herself; to be honest, she was a little nervous.

Although Chen Ci said he wouldn't do anything, it's like a thunderbolt striking a prairie fire when two people who love each other lie together. Shu Tong isn't a teenager, so she's prepared for this.

If she truly couldn't control her emotions, she wouldn't pretend to be reserved.

While she was lost in thought, the man took off his shoes and socks and lay down next to her.

A soft, light breath came from behind her. Shu Tong swallowed nervously, then realized that the man had grasped her hand, which was hanging by her side.

Chen Ci didn't say much, only saying softly, "Sleep well, goodnight."

Shu Tong smiled and said, "Good night."

Speaking of which, what could be happier than being with the one you love?

Even if it's just holding hands and simply sleeping together.

Knowing that he's by my side is the best thing.

Shu Tong closed her eyes and listened to the man's even breathing, and actually fell asleep. However, when she woke up the next day, she found that she didn't know when the man had pulled her into his arms.

Her hand rested on his waist, and her head was nestled in the crook of his arm.

She raised her head slightly and found that the man seemed to still be asleep. From her angle, she could clearly see his elegant, streamlined chin and light stubble.

She smiled and gently rubbed his stubble with her hand.

The man gave a soft "hmm," took her hand, turned over, and hugged her even tighter: "Don't be silly."

Shu Tong let him hold her, snuggled into his arms, closed her eyes, and surprisingly, fell asleep.

They slept until the sun was high in the sky, and the two woke up almost at the same time.

They gazed at each other tenderly for a while, then shared a brief kiss like an old married couple, before getting out of bed.

Shu Tong didn't know why the two of them had established such a familiar and intimate relationship so quickly, but there was no doubt that neither of them was averse to it and they were enjoying it.

After breakfast, Shu Tong accompanied Chen Ci to Chu Yun Palace to visit Chu Song. His fever had subsided and he was in good condition.

Chen Ci carefully took the pulse and consulted with the imperial physician before he felt relieved.

Chen Ci didn't stay in Chuyun Palace any longer because he still had some things to take care of today. However, Ye Qingning kept Shu Tong with him, and the two of them were going to embroider a "May you have a long and happy marriage" piece for Chen Shi's wedding.

Upon arriving at the flower hall, all the necessary items, including the embroidery frame, were already prepared. Neither Ye Qingning nor Shu Tong were professionals, so there were skilled embroiderers nearby to provide guidance. The two chatted and enjoyed each other's company.

After leaving Chuyun Hall, Chen Ci went to the pharmacy to collect some bottles and jars, and then took Tang Ming to the villa.

He was going to find Lin Feiyan.

The villa is located in the suburbs, with lush trees and a tranquil environment.

When Chen Ci arrived, Lin Feiyan was practicing swordsmanship in the garden, dressed in a blue robe. Every move he made was an ancient sword technique, and he was quite elegant.

If it weren't for his face being mostly ruined, he would truly have the image of a refined gentleman.

Chen Ci sighed softly, and then he saw the sword coming toward his neck, startling Tang Ming behind him.

"Your Highness!"

Chen Ci raised his hand to stop Tang Ming from drawing his sword, while Lin Feiyan's sword stopped just two inches in front of his neck.

The two stared at each other for a moment, then Lin Feiyan sheathed his sword, his gaze complex: "You are indeed not him."

Chen Ci smiled faintly: "It's not important. I came to the general to help you heal your injuries."

Lin Feiyan glanced at him indifferently: "Let's go."

He turned and walked away first, followed closely by Chen Ci. Tang Ming reminded him in a low voice, "Your Highness, you should still carry a sword for self-defense."

"Forget it, do you think I can beat him?"

Tang Ming's voice was very decisive: "Of course, back then your martial arts skills were on par with General Lin's!"

Chen Ci didn't explain further: "Just you wait and see."

Tang Ming was still uneasy, but Lin Fei said in a nonchalant tone, "If I wanted to kill him, he would have been dead hundreds of times over!"

Tang Ming opened his mouth, but seeing Chen Ci's look that told him to "be patient," he stopped at the doorway.

But he remained alert and ready to draw his sword and charge in at any moment.