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Not long after the two went to the side hall, Jingyan returned to the East Palace.
As he stepped into Xiande Hall, Yue Jiang's image came to mind again.
She recently finished her period.
After a moment of silence, Jing Yan turned around and headed straight for Yichun Palace. However, after entering the palace, he looked around but did not find Yue Jiang. He was puzzled.
"Where is the Crown Princess?"
Qingfei stepped forward and said to the side hall, "The Crown Princess said she was tired and went to the side hall to soak in the hot spring. This servant will go and inform her."
"Soaking in a hot spring?" Jing Yan couldn't help but laugh inwardly. After causing trouble, he still had the mood to soak in a hot spring.
Does she even respect me?
"No need, I'll go myself!"
Jing Yan waved his hand, then walked towards the side hall.
Although the hot spring water at Donggong is not as good as that at other hot spring palaces, soaking in it still has its own unique charm.
The entire hall was paved with jade slabs, and a long and wide cashmere blanket was placed by the hot spring to prevent slipping.
Even if you feel dizzy after soaking in the pool for a long time, you can come up and lie on a blanket to rest.
A light gauze curtain surrounded the warm pool, and the palace was filled with steam. Yue Jiang's cheeks quickly turned a light pink.
On the blanket were several plates of refreshing fruits and a pot of plum wine.
Yuejiang leaned against the warm water pool, and whenever she wanted to eat, she would open her mouth and let the barley deliver a grain, which was very pleasant.
She closed her eyes lightly, held up the empty wine glass, and lazily handed it behind her: "Qingke, another glass."
Qingke poured Yuejiang another cup of wine as instructed. Suddenly, Qingke heard a slight noise. She looked back suspiciously and saw that His Highness had quietly come over.
Just as Qingke was about to open her mouth to greet him, Jingyan made a shushing gesture to her.
Yuejiang ordered another cup, and Qingke pursed his lips, steeling himself to pour her another one.
Despite the immense pressure from behind her, she stiffly suggested in her voice, "Your Highness, you should drink less. His Highness might come over tonight, and if you get drunk, it will ruin everything."
Yue Jiang had already drunk three cups, and the water in the warm pool was particularly soothing and relaxing. No one knew whether she had noticed anything unusual about the barley.
After a while, Yue Jiang stirred the water in front of her, her voice tinged with a slight sigh of dissatisfaction.
"His Highness didn't give any advance notice, so it's uncertain whether he'll come or not. What good could he possibly do?"
“After the wedding, when he came to see me, it was only to ask me to do those things in bed.”
Qingke's earlobes turned bright red, and he dared not utter another sound.
Jing Yan frowned as he listened, thinking, "What nonsense is this?"
Could it be that the bottom line he always insisted on was seen as...that kind of thing by Yue Jiang?
Every time he sought out Yue Jiang, it was for...for...
Just as Jing Yan was having a mental struggle about whether Yue Jiang's words were right or wrong.
Yue Jiang's voice rang out on a whim, urging Qing Ke: "Qing Ke, come down here with me, so you won't be exhausted and sweaty after serving me."
"No, this servant will just stay outside and serve the Crown Princess," Qingke hurriedly glanced at Jing Yan and shook her head in refusal.
"You came with me from the Moon Kingdom, and you have earned both merit and hard work, so why be so polite?" Yue Jiang tried to pull Qing Ke down, reaching behind her for a long time, but she could not reach a single sleeve of Qing Ke's clothes.
Suddenly, she felt an unusual fabric on the cashmere blanket; it had intricate patterns and a slightly stiff texture.
Yue Jiang suddenly opened her eyes. She turned her head and saw Jing Yan looking down at her, while Qing Ke was nowhere to be seen.
"Your Highness, when did you arrive? You didn't say a word, you scared me to death."
Yue Jiang soaked in the hot spring for a while, her hair loosely held up by a single gold hairpin, the rest of her loose, wet black hair hanging down in the hot spring.
Her skin, smooth as cream, had its pores opened from the hot water, and water droplets were constantly forming on her shoulders, trickling down her slender arms and her well-defined collarbones.
Even her beautiful cheeks glowed with a pink and radiant sheen, her complexion flawless and her beauty breathtaking.
Yue Jiang's red lips were slightly parted, seemingly revealing a hint of surprise, but her eyes held a touch of romance, full of affection, and were alluring and captivating.
Jing Yan paused for a moment to catch his breath, trying not to look down any further with his dark eyes, and gently bent down to squat.
He jokingly remarked on Jiang Mingming's pitiful state last month when she spoke ill of him behind his back, was caught red-handed, and then turned around and accused him.
"I wanted to speak up, but after hearing what Jiang'er said just now, I dared not, for fear that Jiang'er would think that I came to see you just to do...that kind of thing in bed."
Hearing Jing Yan say this, Yue Jiang's long eyelashes trembled slightly, and she lowered her eyes, showing a sense of guilt and helplessness at being caught red-handed.
Jing Yan tilted his head and quietly observed her, wanting to see what kind of flowery words she could say about Yuan Shan's previous words. After a long while, he heard Yue Jiang's clear laughter, the kind that she couldn't help but laugh.
He reached out and lifted Yue Jiang's chin, feigning anger.
"Jiang'er, you're getting more and more outrageous! Not only do you talk about me behind my back, but you also laugh at me to my face?"
"How dare I," Yue Jiang said, but her eyes did not avoid Jing Yan's gaze at all, and instead met his gaze.
Jing Yan couldn't see any fear in her at all; instead, she seemed incredibly naive and fearless.
Jing Yan frowned slightly; Yue Jiang really wasn't afraid of him at all.
He pinched her chin hard, chuckling as if punishing her: "Isn't this just how you dare?"
The moment Jing Yan gripped her tightly, Yue Jiang frowned. A flicker of panic crossed Jing Yan's eyes, and he quickly withdrew his hand, turning his head away from her.
"Soaking for too long can make you dizzy, get out of the water."
"I'm not dizzy at all," Yue Jiang said with a smile, as if nothing was wrong. She reached out and tugged at Jing Yan's sleeve again, pleading softly.
"Your Highness, I haven't had enough of soaking yet. You chased Qingke away, and I'm so bored without anyone to keep me company. Look, the hem of your clothes is all wet. Why don't you take off your clothes and soak in the hot spring together!"
Jing Yan didn't say anything, and Yue Jiang ignored her. She reached out and ran her hand along the hem of Jing Yan's already wet clothes that were hanging down into the hot spring water, and walked to Jing Yan's waist.
Yue Jiang's body was steaming hot from soaking in the water. When she reached Jing Yan's exposed wrist, the heat spread outwards, instantly imbuing it with a slightly alluring scent.
Jing Yan instinctively grabbed Yue Jiang's wrist, but even her wrist was burning hot.
Yue Jiang was grabbed by the wrist and suddenly let out a soft shout, but she stared at Jing Yan's hand, which was turning red inch by inch, and the taut veins.
She knew that Jingyan was once again restraining his crown prince demeanor and manners, which he had been cultivated since childhood.
Yue Jiang sobbed softly, feeling utterly aggrieved: "Your Highness, am I some kind of monster? Would I devour you or harm you?"
She slowly twisted her wrist, looking pitiful: "It hurts so much to have the purple jade poking me."
Upon hearing the name "Purple Marrow Jade," Jing Yan's dark eyes flickered, and he turned back.
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