The rather shabby, patched-up garment was already soaked through in the pool, and it also emitted a rather pungent, sour smell.
As for now...
The loose, large, clean, and dry white undergarment she was wearing was clearly a men's garment.
Judging from this style, there's no doubt it belongs to the main villain.
A bead of cold sweat slowly dripped from Xiao Tang's forehead, and she hurriedly reached out to wipe it away.
"My lord, I...you, we..."
What's going on?
Di Jingling sat on the edge of the bed, his face slightly cold.
He was extremely displeased by the small detail of Xiao Tang throwing his arm away.
At this moment, he noticed a blush rising on her delicate, porcelain-like face, and a wicked smile crept across his lips.
"Why is Your Highness blushing? You don't look good at all."
Xiao Tang: "..."
[There's nothing to see, yet you give me that 'seeing this is a bonus' look, making me think you were actually having lustful thoughts!]
He frowned.
Huh? Lust?
He changed the clothes, but he really didn't think much of it.
Now, thinking back to Xiao Tang's figure... I really can't remember it for a moment.
A woman's body is nothing more than a bit more white, nothing special.
He wasn't really interested.
"Your Highness, did you enjoy your bath today?" Xiao Tang's eyes darted around.
She needs to get out of here quickly.
She felt suffocated if she spent any more time with this crazy villain.
The man, however, stood with his arms crossed, watching her with an air of leisure, without giving her a direct response.
Xiao Tang couldn't figure out what this guy was thinking.
After all, the main villain is very unpredictable.
She raised her sleeve and wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes. "Your Highness, I understand! I must have failed to serve you well today, which is why you are so unhappy."
"Your Majesty, I will go back and reflect on my actions. Please do not be angry because of me."
After saying that, he threw off the thin blanket covering him and rushed out.
They were still barefoot.
Di Jingling did not stop her, his gaze falling on her running figure, his eyes gradually deepening.
Yan Jiu was carrying a new set of clothes and was about to hand it to the prince when he discovered that the princess had already run out wearing the prince's clothes.
And it was a white undergarment.
If you wore this on the street, people would definitely mistake you for a lunatic.
he:……
"Your Highness, what about this dress...?"
The man didn't even glance at it, stood up, and coldly dusted off the wrinkles in his clothes. "Send it to Qingxin Courtyard."
"Yes," Yan Jiu replied softly, secretly pleased.
This princess has survived so long under the prince's control without being ordered to be killed by the one in the forbidden palace, which shows that... the princess has every chance.
...
Xiao Tang rushed back to Qingxin Courtyard and ran into Ruyi.
When Ruyi saw her princess dressed in such a large men's undergarment, with her hair disheveled and barefoot, she was both surprised and astonished.
"Your Highness, have you... been given the Regent's bedchamber?"
Upon hearing the words "serving the emperor in bed," Xiao Tang felt a chill run down her spine.
But recalling the villain's gentlemanly demeanor just now, it's clear he's someone who's genuinely not interested in me.
She gently shook her head. "Ruyi, go and get me a clean set of clothes."
A short while later, Ruyi brought out a brand new set of clothes.
A brand new pale yellow dress, both ethereal and exquisite.
It's obvious at a glance that this is the dress of a noble lady.
Xiao Tang looked at the pale yellow color and her lips twitched slightly.
It's obvious that this dress was sent by the Regent.
The villainous character's fondness for this type of woman reminded her of that song: "A long, yolk-colored dress, fluffy hair..."
After Ruyi changed her into the dress, she exclaimed in amazement, "The princess is so beautiful!"
Xiao Tang stared at herself in the mirror and couldn't help but click her tongue in amazement.
It's true that clothes make the man.
The following day, they returned to their parents' home.
As Di Jingling waited impatiently inside the carriage, he suddenly heard footsteps not far away.
He raised his eyes slightly, and his gaze immediately fell on Xiao Tang, who had been dressed up again.
The pale yellow dress was something he had instructed Yan Jiu to sew...
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