Chapter 11: Are you moved? -- I can tell from his pulse that he...
Chapter 11
Lin Zhiyi's frank confession accurately touched Jingyue's heart.
He thought: There should be a great chance that such an open-minded and intelligent young marquis can be successfully won over to his camp and help him hide the truth about his masculinity.
Jing Yue was very satisfied with her initial understanding of Lin Zhiyi. She put on a faint smile and a sincere expression: "The Prince Consort is thoughtful."
Lin Zhiyi complimented Jingyue, "The princess is so carefree and unfazed by rumors. She has a strong heart, and I admire her."
Jing Yue: “…”
How can this young marquis speak so many sweet words so easily?
He became a little interested in Lin Zhiyi: "Your Highness is so wise and yet appears foolish. I admire you."
Lin Zhiyi smiled happily.
Jing Yue: “…” The young marquis is not humble at all!
His gaze shifted slightly and fell on the little fox that followed Lin Zhiyi into the carriage. Xiaoxue curled up into a ball at Lin Zhiyi's feet, gently wagging its tail, looking very obedient.
"This fox is well raised by the prince consort." He praised.
"I named it Yuanbao. Princess, would you like a hug?" Lin Zhiyi smiled, leaning over to scoop up the little fox and handing it to Jingyue. As she moved, her sleeve slipped, revealing the bruises on her arm from the previous collision.
Jing Yue frowned slightly and reached out to hold Lin Zhiyi's wrist: "It's like this, and you still say it's okay?"
Lin Zhiyi uttered an "ah" and smiled softly, "Compared to a bloody head injury, this little bump is really nothing."
Jing Yue used her other hand to move Lin Zhiyi's sleeve up further, revealing more bruises.
He did this subconsciously, completely forgetting the difference between men and women. After all, he knew clearly that he was a prince, and the young marquis was a man like him. It was just a visit to the emperor, and there was nothing to be shy about.
Lin Zhiyi naturally had the same similar thinking.
So the two people moved smoothly and their attitudes were natural, and they got closer and closer.
Yuanbao sensed Jing Yue's cold aura, and nervously jumped out of Lin Zhiyi's hands, breaking the slightly ambiguous atmosphere between them.
Jing Yue snapped back to her senses, realizing that her previous actions were inappropriate. She quickly put on her 'Princess Liyang' persona, loosened Lin Zhiyi's sleeves and wrists, shyly tilted her head, and said in a casual tone, "You should apply some medicine, Prince Consort."
When Lin Zhiyi looked up, she happened to see Jingyue's slightly red ears, so she moved back a little uncomfortably, closer to the car wall, and cleared her throat: "...Yeah."
After a moment, neither of them moved.
It was Jing Yue who reacted first. He turned sideways and took out a bottle of medicine for treating bruises and injuries from a cabinet in the carriage and handed it to Lin Zhiyi.
Lin Zhiyi took it and said, "Thank you, Princess."
She was about to unscrew the lid and apply the medicine when Yuanbao suddenly jumped onto her knees, looking around as if he wanted to hit her medicine bottle with his paws.
The medicine bottle is in the shape of a small ball, which is indeed very attractive to the paws of cats and dogs.
Lin Zhiyi raised his hand and whispered to Yuanbao, "No, Yuanbao, don't make a fuss. Be good and I'll play with you later."
Yuanbao's tail was sweeping around, which hindered Lin Zhiyi from applying the medicine.
Jing Yue couldn't bear it any longer and took the medicine bottle from Lin Zhiyi: "Let me do it. Keep an eye on it."
Lin Zhiyi was stunned for a moment: "...Thank you."
She obediently stretched out one arm.
Jing Yue washed her hands first, then opened the medicine bottle, scooped a piece of ointment with a small jade piece and applied it on Lin Zhiyi's arm, then applied a little bit of ointment on the bruise with her fingertips and gently rubbed it.
The coolness of the ointment quickly spread through the skin. Lin Zhiyi secretly sighed at the magic of ancient medical skills, and then he smelled the scent of the medicine, which had a light fragrance, but it was not unpleasant.
Perhaps the imperial physician considered that this was a spare ointment for Her Royal Highness the Princess, so he deliberately added some herbs that would not affect the efficacy of the medicine?
She controlled Yuanbao with one hand and subconsciously looked at Jingyue.
The princess has a pair of phoenix eyes, which are both beautiful and majestic.
The princess has very long eyelashes.
The princess's hands are also very beautiful...
"The other hand." Jing Yue concentrated on applying the medicine, trying hard to ignore the young marquis's burning gaze.
His true inner thoughts: A considerate and gentle woman should easily make a man fall for her, right? The young marquis must have been a little tempted.
——You can tell from his pulse that his heartbeat is accelerating.
Taking advantage of the opportunity to apply the medicine, Jing Yue secretly measured Lin Zhiyi's pulse.
Of course, he didn't understand medical knowledge, he was just measuring the speed of the pulse.
Otherwise, if a doctor is skilled, he can tell whether the patient is a man or a woman just by looking at the pulse.
Jing Yue mechanically finished applying the medicine and said in a cold voice, "Alright." He capped the medicine bottle, cleaned the jade piece, wrapped it in a plain brocade handkerchief, and handed it to Lin Zhiyi. "For the other wounds, you can ask someone to apply medicine for you when you return home."
Lin Zhiyi took it solemnly: "Yes, thank you, Princess."
Jing Yue: "You're welcome, Prince Consort."
Lin Zhiyi carefully put the medicine bottle into his arms, and then subconsciously gave Jingyue a bright smile.
She was already beautiful, with a pair of peach blossom eyes that were particularly alluring. Her smile seemed innocent and harmless.
Even more alluring.
It's that kind of... pure desire and unconscious charm.
Jing Yue was a man, naturally drawn to such smiles. He almost thought the young marquis was a woman, so he quickly composed himself, looked away, and prepared to find something to distract himself.
Otherwise, it would be too awkward for two people to sit opposite each other in silence at such a close distance.
Fortunately, there is still a... ingot?
Jing Yue silently complained: The young marquis’s ability in naming is really... hard to describe.
Seeing that the little princess seemed shy, Lin Zhiyi's awareness of his own charm rose to a new level - well, it seems that being older also has its advantages. It is not as difficult as he imagined to charm the little princess in the deep palace.
When she appeared in this world, she was actually 27 years old, ten years older than the original owner of this body and ten years older than the princess. In her eyes, Jing Yue was just a cute "little" princess.
Lin Zhiyi is the CEO in this world, and he flies all over the world. He is knowledgeable and well-connected. If he really wants to flirt with the little princess, it is not difficult at all.
It's just... a little bit of guilt.
The little princess is not yet an adult.
Anyway... let the little princess have a good impression of her first.
This degree must be well grasped - Jingyue cannot fall for her too quickly, nor can Jingyue become indifferent to her.
Fortunately, the wedding date was postponed for another month, which means it is still three months away.
Three months later...how long will it take for the princess to reach adulthood?
She asked tentatively, "Your Highness, I'd like to ask... When is your birthday?"
Jing Yue had just placed two books and a plate of snacks on the low table nearby. She was a little surprised when she heard this, but she still told the truth: "The third day of the winter month."
Lin Zhiyi's eyes lit up: "What a coincidence, me too."
The original owner's lunar birthday in this world is also the third day of the eleventh month.
Could this be the reason why she came to this world?
She has a connection with both the original owner and Jing Yue.
Jing Yue was not surprised that he had the same birthday as her - when choosing a son-in-law, the Zongzheng Temple had already calculated the horoscopes of both of them.
The same was true for the two previous princes-in-law, but... the Zongzheng Temple said that Young Marquis Lin was the one who was most compatible with him in terms of horoscope.
Perhaps the fate of being born on the same day of the same month of the same year does have some unknown power that blesses them.
Only he, the third son-in-law, could survive until now without any danger.
Lin Zhiyi has been secretly calculating the time - now is the spring hunting season, the season of March, and their wedding date should be postponed to June 28, which is also an auspicious day.
So it will be about four months until the little princess reaches adulthood on the third day of the winter month.
This time difference is not bad. Lin Zhiyi breathed a sigh of relief.
In this way, she can feel at ease to treat the little princess as an older sister treats her younger sister.
There is also less guilt.
Jing Yue: "The Zongzheng Temple said that our horoscopes are very compatible."
Lin Zhiyi recalled the blessing from Master Kong Nian of Tianlong Temple and continued, "Master Kong Nian also said that the princess and I are destined to be together."
Jing Yue instinctively felt that if the atmosphere continued like this, the young marquis would become even more enthusiastic, so she unfolded the two books in her hand and showed the titles to Lin Zhiyi: "Does your Highness want to read a book?"
Lin Zhiyi was also trying to find a way to avoid the awkwardness of riding in the same car, so he used this as an excuse to quickly get out of the awkward conversation: "Okay."
She lowered her eyes and glanced at the titles of the two books: one was a travelogue, the other a storybook. They should both be good.
She was about to decline and choose the travelogue when Jing Yue placed the storybook in her hands and said, "This one is light and interesting, not demanding. It's suitable for a prince consort to read."
Just now, she did linger on this book for a little longer.
Lin Zhiyi raised an eyebrow. Was the princess being considerate of her, considering she was still in shock and her head injury had only just healed, so it wasn't appropriate for her to use her brain?
"Okay, then I'll read this one. Thank you, Princess." Lin Zhiyi accepted it readily.
She discovered that the princess didn't mind her calling herself 'I' very much.
In that case, she would have a rare opportunity to relax.
After returning to the capital and the Marquis' Mansion, I'm afraid I will have to be more cautious in what I say and do, and it will be difficult to relax like this again.
Jing Yue placed the plate of nut snacks between the two of them, and then instructed: "Su Lian, bring two cups of tea later. One Longjing, one..." He looked at Lin Zhiyi hesitantly, not sure what he liked to drink.
Lin Zhiyi continued, "I'd rather drink flower tea. Chrysanthemum tea should be good."
Jing Yue: "Did you hear that?"
Eunuch Su: "I heard it. The princess drinks Longjing before the Qingming Festival, and the prince consort drinks Jinju Fugui."
Lin Zhiyi: “…” Quite elegant.
Soon, the carriage stopped and Su Lian brought two cups of tea. After setting them up, he went out again.
Lin Zhiyi suddenly discovered that the princess did not have many servants serving her personally.
The other princesses are surrounded by a large number of palace maids and eunuchs, but it seems that Princess Jingyue only has Eunuch Su serving her personally?
Oh, no, a few days ago at the hunting ground, when she went to the princess's tent, she did see a few young palace maids and eunuchs.
However, those people each had their own duties and did not take close care of the princess.
This time too, before he arrived, there was only the princess in the carriage, and there was no personal maid waiting beside her.
Hmm, it turns out Princess Liyang isn't spoiled at all?!
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