On their wedding day, during their bridal chamber, the prince consort was driven out of the bridal chamber by the princess.
If this gets out, Shen Hanshan will refuse to be a human being, or rather, a man.
Zhao Zhi stretched her arm out from under the bed curtains, pointed to the small couch beside her, and said, "Since the prince consort is unwilling to leave, let him stay there and make do."
“By the way… that smell on you…” Zhao Zhi called out towards the door, “Bring two buckets of hot soup.”
Lanru quickly agreed and instructed people to prepare.
Before long, the maids carried two large wooden tubs into the washrooms on either side of the bridal chamber.
Zhao Zhi washed her body with the help of Lan Ru and Feng Hong, and then felt a little more comfortable.
Shen Hanshan then scooped up some warm water with a wooden ladle and poured it over his head.
In the stillness of the night, only Zhao Zhi's soft breathing could be heard in the room.
Shen Hanshan, wrapped in a bath towel, slowly walked out of the washroom.
Moonlight streamed through the window, casting dappled shadows on the ground.
Shen Hanshan stood in front of the bed, gazing at the woman lying on her side through the bed curtains.
She was sleeping with her face turned inward, one hand on her waist and the other hand protecting her stomach.
Shen Hanshan thought to himself, "What a strange sleeping posture!"
Zhao Zhi had been exhausted after a long day and was fast asleep. She had no idea that she was being watched by a scrutinizing gaze for quite some time.
Shen Hanshan involuntarily reached out and peered into the bed curtains, wanting to see what kind of face this arrogant and domineering princess actually had.
In the end, he withdrew his hand, which had been trying to lift the bed curtains to see what was going on.
"Who exactly are you? You wield silver needles with such skill, and you seem to know my body very well..."
Shen Hanshan murmured.
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