Gu Zhen's mind was not entirely focused on the book in his hand. The woman opposite him dozed off with her eyes closed and her head tilted. Her eyelashes were like two feather fans, fluffy, and her lips were plump and moist, pouting and a little cute.
He had never observed a woman up close, and wondered if other women were as delicate and tender as him. When he came of age, his father arranged for two concubines for him, but he declined as he was absorbed in his art. Later, as the court was not stable, he had even less interest in them.
There were no female relatives among the entourage, so she could have taken care of their daily lives. However, seeing that she became drowsy shortly after getting on the carriage, she probably couldn't be relied upon.
"The wind is strong and will not stop until noon. Let's find a place to rest and eat on the way."
The person driving the carriage outside the door is the prince's close bodyguard, who is an excellent martial arts master and also takes care of the prince's food, clothing, housing and transportation on a daily basis.
"yes."
"Don't stop at noon, continue marching, and then rest and eat." Changfeng conveyed the prince's intention to Shitou, the guard on horseback next to him, and asked him to inform each other.
The guards who followed him were all secret guards carefully trained by the prince. They were all skilled in martial arts and were even more agile than the soldiers who had been marching and fighting for years. Later, the prince transferred them to the open position as personal guards.
Song Jiaren slept until the carriage stopped. She opened her eyes sleepily and found herself alone in the carriage. His Royal Highness the Crown Prince must have gotten off to relieve himself.
Song Jiaren's dictionary did not have the decadent concepts of modesty and female virtue, so she never thought about whether she could get out of the carriage.
When she lifted the door curtain and saw His Royal Highness the Crown Prince sitting on the ground with the guards not far away, she smiled brightly.
"Your Highness the Crown Prince."
Gu Zhen was filling his stomach with his guards. He felt stuffy sitting in the carriage and came out to get some fresh air.
He didn't expect that the concubine who only knew how to sleep would wake up and even have the audacity to get out of the carriage and walk towards him. There are so many guards here, doesn't she know the difference between men and women?
Not even a veil!
Changfeng and Shitou lowered their heads first, and the guards didn't dare to look up at her.
Song Jiaren was confused for a moment, and then she was conquered by the Crown Prince's cool aura. How nice it would be if he had a fluffy shawl!
"What's the matter?" Gu Zhen didn't understand why she sat on the ground next to him so naturally, and skillfully picked up the food and stuffed it into her mouth. She didn't look like a lady from a noble family at all. Did the Song family find a maid to fool him?
Song Jiaren said while eating, "Your Highness, I am hungry."
The corner of Gu Zhen's mouth twitched. He saw that she was hungry and gobbled up the whole cake.
"Let's get back to the car after eating." Let's go quickly, Changfeng and the guards are almost buried in the ground.
Song Jiaren: “…?” Why.
She had been stuck in the carriage all day and wanted to get some fresh air.
Gu Zhen seemed to understand the doubt in her eyes. After finishing his meal in a few bites, he grabbed the woman's collar and dragged her into the carriage.
The guards all breathed a sigh of relief. How terrifying! The prince's concubine was sitting with them for dinner!
Gu Zhen and Song Jiaren sat facing each other in the carriage. Song Jiaren was confused and Gu Zhen was very cold.
What happened? His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is so stingy that he gets angry just because she ate a little bit of cake?
Song Jiaren lowered her head and acted like a young wife.
Gu Zhen closed his eyes in annoyance, not wanting to see her pretending. This must be Mr. Song trying to fool him, he didn't know where he found this woman.
The sound of horse hooves never stopped, and they walked "clatter, clatter" all day long. Finally, in the evening, they found an inn. There was a cloth hanging at the door with the words "Peace Inn" written on it.
Song Jiaren stared at the cloth in surprise for a long time. Could it be that the owner of this post station was also a time traveler?
The lobby was on the first floor of the inn, where many customers were eating. A waiter came over to greet Gu Zhen and his group.
"Sir, would you like to have dinner or stay at the hotel?"
Chang Feng stood in front of Gu Zhen, holding his sword at his side, and said, "Stay in the hotel, one upper room, four double rooms."
The waiter bowed and nodded to greet the group and led them up to the second floor. The second floor was a circular corridor with guest rooms next to each other, and they were in the middle.
"Ladies and gentlemen, these four rooms are guest rooms, and the one next to them is the upper room." The waiter called two more people to help.
Changfeng and his companions took a look at the room and went to the lobby. They sat at two tables, ordered a few dishes, and waited for His Royal Highness the Crown Prince.
Gu Zhen took Song Jiaren to the upper room to wash up. They were exhausted after a whole day's journey and felt sticky and uncomfortable.
"Go and call for water to bathe first."
Song Jiaren turned her head and looked around, confirming that the Crown Prince was instructing her. She lowered her head, curled her lips, opened the door and shouted, "Waiter! Bring water for a bath!"
Gu Zhen was startled by the loud voice and his face turned dark. Not only the waiter could hear it, but probably even the kitchen in the backyard could hear it.
"How shameful!"
Song Jiaren turned around and saw His Royal Highness the Crown Prince standing behind her like a black-faced god. Didn't he ask her to ask someone to bring water? How could she hear it if she didn't speak louder? There were so many things to do.
Although he thought so in his heart, he immediately lowered his head and bent down to admit his mistake.
A gentleman can be humiliated but not killed. When Heaven wants to confer a great responsibility on a man, it will first make his heart and mind suffer... Song Jiaren silently comforted herself in her heart.
Gu Zhen would not punish his concubine for such a small matter. Seeing the woman bowing her head and admitting her mistake, trembling with fear, he could not bear to scold her anymore.
She lowered her voice and said softly, "Don't do it again next time. A woman should be gentle. After all, you are my concubine. Although you have been exiled, as long as you behave yourself and do your part, you can live a life of luxury."
Be law-abiding?
It's my job?
Fine clothes and delicious food?
What?
Song Jiaren's pupils trembled. Could it be that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince had some misunderstanding about exile?
Although the book does not describe in detail the life of the prince after his exile, the conversation between the male protagonist and the Prime Minister did state that all supplies for the prince would be cut off and he would have to make a living on his own in the future.
To make a living on his own, would His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, who has everything he needs, do business or farm?
Although Song Jiaren was complaining happily in her heart, she forced two tears to fall on her face. When she slowly raised her head, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince saw the tears sliding down.
Gu Zhen felt a little embarrassed, so he said a few words casually and then started crying?
Several waiters poured water into the wooden barrel behind the screen in the room, and soon it was filled with warm bath water.
"The water is ready, please come in, sir."
He even closed the door thoughtfully when he left.
Seeing His Royal Highness the Crown Prince open his arms, Song Jiaren resigned herself to her fate and stepped forward to serve him.
You should be grateful for what you have received. You will have to rely on His Royal Highness the Crown Prince for your livelihood in the future. Just serve him and treat him as a human doll.
Song Jiaren really didn't know much about ancient costumes, and she was a little nervous about being in close contact with His Royal Highness the Crown Prince.
I tugged at the belt a few times but couldn't find a way to untie it.
Gu Zhen was pulled forward by her and looked at the helpless woman speechlessly. Afraid that she would cry again, he could only untie his belt himself.
Song Jiaren smiled shyly at His Royal Highness, "Your Highness, please forgive me. I'm clumsy and have never helped a man change his clothes."
Gu Zhen ignored her and Song Jiaren continued to take off her clothes.
There were buttons from the neck to the sides of his body, but due to his limited height, he could only stand on tiptoe to unbutton his neck.
Gu Zhen felt the woman's breath spraying on the side of his neck, which had a slight fragrance. He didn't know if she had applied perfume on her body, but it accidentally touched the skin of his neck, making him feel itchy.
Song Jiaren let out a breath and finally took off her outer shirt. The inner shirt was much simpler. The white inner shirt had several ties on the waist, which she untied and took off.
I didn't expect that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has the type of figure that looks muscular when he takes off his clothes, but looks thin when he wears clothes.
At this moment, he is shirtless, revealing his beautifully curvy muscles. Although they are not as exaggerated as those trained in the gym, he still looks full of strength.
Gu Zhen waited for her to take off her trousers and go take a bath. He looked down and saw his concubine staring at his naked chest in a trance, with two flushed cheeks, looking as if she was shy.
Yes, even though she is usually carefree and doesn't care about trivial matters, she is still a woman after all. Moreover, although the two of them are married, they haven't consummated their marriage yet, so it is normal for her to be shy.
Gu Zhen rarely raised the corners of his lips, and there was a hint of smile in his eyes.
"Wipe my back for a while."
The white thing in front of Song Jiaren turned and left. She came back to her senses from her ambiguous fantasy, swallowed the excessive saliva in her mouth, and did not dare to laugh out loud. She just laughed silently with her mouth split open twice.
"Come over and help me wipe my back." Gu Zhen was exhausted after a long day on the road. The carriage was stuffy and hot. His sweat kept coming out again after it dried, making his body sticky and uncomfortable. Finally, he soaked in warm water to wash it clean, and his hair floated softly on the water.
Song Jiaren trotted over and saw His Royal Highness the Crown Prince sitting in the bathtub behind the screen with his back to her. His long, soft black hair was loose and wet with water, making it look shiny and smooth like silk. His shoulders were broad and his back was straight. She didn't dare to go around to the front, for fear of seeing the inappropriate scene and bleeding from her nose. It was good like this, no matter how crazy she was behind His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, he couldn't see it.
Song Jiaren picked up a handkerchief and pushed the Crown Prince's hair aside. The smooth hair passed through her fingers, and she couldn't help but stroke the hair. It felt very good.
It was the first time that Song Jiaren wiped someone's back, and it was a man. She felt her face flushed and her ears felt burning.
It was also the first time for Gu Zhen to let a woman wipe his back. In the past, he was served by his personal bodyguard, with moderate strength and without any shyness. Now he was not used to it and did not dare to take off all his clothes. He even wore shorts in the water for fear that she would see something and it would be embarrassing for both of them.
His back was gently wiped with a wet handkerchief, but no one dared to use too much force as if they were afraid of hurting him.
Gu Zhen said, "Put on some more strength."
Song Jiaren rolled her eyes and curled her lips behind the Crown Prince's back, then rubbed him hard with a handkerchief in her hands, grinning.
Gu Zhen was pushed by her sudden force and coughed to cover up his embarrassment. He didn't let her push so hard. His back must have turned red.
Gu Zhen let Song Jiaren rub against him for a few times and then let her go out. Then he washed himself and put on clean clothes and prepared to go downstairs to find Changfeng. Before leaving, he called a waiter at the door.
"Change the water."
After the waiter replaced the water with clean water, he said to Song Jiaren, who was sitting on the couch, wondering what was going on, "You should wash up too, and then call the waiter at the door, and he will bring you food."
Song Jiaren had no objection. She had just thought that she would have to take a bath with the water used by His Royal Highness the Crown Prince. Fortunately, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince couldn't bear it and even asked for food for her. What a good man.
When Gu Zhen went downstairs, the food was already on the table, but no one was eating yet and was waiting for him.
The guards stood up to greet Gu Zhen and only sat down after Gu Zhen sat down.
Gu Zhen didn't care much about these empty formalities when he was in the palace, and now that he was out, he didn't want to attract attention.
"Everyone, don't worry about these details. Try to be natural when you go out. Don't bow next time."
Changfeng and Shitou looked at each other, and the guards also looked at each other in confusion, not daring to say a word.
Gu Zhen said with a stern face, "This is an order! From now on, forget all the previous rules and treat me as an ordinary family's son!"
"Let's eat." Gu Zhen knew that their deeply rooted ideas were difficult to change, and he didn't ask them to forget etiquette. It was just that the rules of ordinary families were not as complicated as those in the palace, so it would be more convenient when they were away from home.
After dinner, Gu Zhen returned to the upper room. Changfeng and Shitou wanted to guard outside the door, but Gu Zhen drove them away with a cold face.
"I just said to be more natural. Whose young master is staying here with two sword-wielding guards outside the door?"
"Go back to sleep!" After saying that, Gu Zhen stared at them until they returned to the guest room before opening the door and entering the room.
The room was filled with fragrance, and there was still a little heat left over from washing. The woman had her long hair tied up and wrapped in a handkerchief, with some water droplets still on her neck. She sat in the warm room, cross-legged and eating voraciously without any image.
Can't she be more elegant when she eats?
Could it be that this was really the beggar that Mr. Song found on the street?
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