When Xue Shu came back with the clothes, Yin Chengyu had already gone into the water.

The curling white steam blurred his figure. Xue Shu could only vaguely see a touch of porcelain white immersed in the water, which was soon dyed red by the hot spring water.

Xue Shu put his clothes behind the screen and heard Yin Chengyu calling him from the other side of the pool. He walked over quickly and saw Yin Chengyu half lying on the edge of the pool, looking up at him. Her skin was as white as porcelain and her lips were as red as cinnabar. Her eyes were like glass beads and were filled with mist, like a demon or a spirit.

"Wipe my back for me."

His tone was flat and his expression was calm, as if this was the simplest request.

Xue Shu suddenly felt that the hot spring pool was a little too hot.

The room was filled with steam, but he felt dry in the mouth.

After a few breaths, Xue Shu finally responded in a calm voice. He went to get a cloth, knelt down by the pool, leaned forward slightly, wet the cloth with water, and wiped Yin Chengyu's back.

His movements were extremely light and slow, his eyebrows lowered, and his eyes followed the movement of the towel.

If Yin Chengyu looked back, he would see that he was the only one in his eyes. The storm, all the emotions and desires were caused by him.

However, Yin Chengyu never looked back for a moment.

He squinted his eyes comfortably, his chin resting on his arms, his long black hair tied up on top of his head, his full head with a round curve that tapers inwards to the back of his neck, his snow-white neck is long and slender, contrasting sharply with his black hair, the black getting darker and the white getting whiter.

The strong color difference hit Xue Shu's eyes.

He swallowed hard several times and looked away fiercely, not daring to look any further.

However, after a few breaths, he couldn't help but turn back again, like a wolf seeing its prey, greedy and ferocious, leaping forward to try.

But in the end he just watched, afraid of scaring away the prey.

Yin Chengyu soaked in the pool for three quarters of an hour, and all his fatigue disappeared.

"Okay, no need to wipe it anymore."

He stood up and glanced at Xue Shu. Seeing that Xue Shu's eyes were red from trying so hard to hold back, he smiled and said, "Give me a bigger towel."

With great difficulty, Xue Shu turned his eyes away from him and handed him a dry towel.

Yin Chengyu took it, put it on casually, and walked out on the stairs.

The cloth was wide and covered most of it.

But the half-hidden appearance makes people more imaginative.

Xue Shu's eyes followed the porcelain white, and finally stopped on the screen, unable to move.

Yin Chengyu changed into a soft, dry undershirt, took off her hair crown, let her long hair down, and then came out from behind the screen.

"Change my clothes."

He turned toward Xue Shu, stretched out his arms, and looked at him with his chin slightly raised. As he spoke, his eyelashes trembled, and drops of water fell from the ends.

Xue Shu reached out to take it, and a slight coolness spread across his palm and seeped into his heart.

His Adam's apple kept rolling. Xue Shu looked at him deeply, took the outer garment beside him, shook it open, and put it on him.

But when he half-knelt down to tie his belt, his eyes accidentally caught sight of the snow-white undershirt underneath. His fingers trembled, and he suddenly raised his eyes to look at Yin Chengyu: "This undershirt..."

"…It's mine." Xue Shu swallowed before finishing his words.

Yin Chengyu raised his lips, stroked his eyebrows with his fingers, and landed on his very thick eyelashes. His fingertips repeatedly fiddled with them, and his tone was also light and casual: "It's yours, so what? You bit my shirt before, shouldn't you compensate me for it?"

Perhaps it was because he had been soaking in the hot spring pool for too long, even his voice seemed to be soaked in water and became moist.

Xue Shu clenched his belt tightly, and after a while he said, "...It's a pawn."

Yin Chengyu glanced at him and waited patiently for him to tie his clothes before sitting down on the imperial concubine's couch nearby.

Xue Shu took a deep breath, brought a pair of cloud-patterned deerskin boots, knelt on one knee, and let him step on his knee. He then lifted his other foot and carefully put on the socks.

Yin Chengyu was lazily leaning on the couch when he suddenly noticed a red mark on the back of his foot.

He frowned, raised his leg and stepped on Xue Shu's shoulder, pointed at the red mark and said, "Is this a bug bite?"

Xue Shu turned his head to look, and his eyes flickered when he saw the red mark.

That must have been left there accidentally by him. Yin Chengyu's skin was too white, so it was very easy to leave marks.

He looked at Yin Chengyu's expression obscurely, and couldn't tell whether he saw it or not. The current prince was no longer as easy to figure out as he was in the previous life.

So he did not answer, but just looked at the red mark with a strange look, and said in a hoarse voice: "I will apply some medicine to Your Highness."

Before he finished speaking, his lips had already landed on the red mark.

Yin Chengyu subconsciously wanted to retract his foot, but he held his wrist tightly.

A warm touch came from the back of his feet, and the fingers hanging at his sides tightened. Yin Chengyu's breathing became heavier, and there was some color in his eyes.

"Would you like me to serve Your Highness?" Xue Shu noticed his change, raised his head, met his gaze, licked his lips, his eyes full of excitement before hunting.

The two looked at each other for a few breaths, their eyes locked.

Finally, Yin Chengyu retracted his legs, leaned over and pinched his jaw, pressed his thumb hard on his lips, and said hoarsely: "How do you want to serve me? Do you want to use this?"

Xue Shu's eyes darkened, and he bit his fingertips, squeezing out his voice from between his teeth: "As Your Highness likes."

…

The two of them stayed for another two moments before leaving.

Yin Chengyu had loose hair and rosy red eyes. After Xue Shu put the fox fur coat on him and tied it up, he held the hand warmer and walked slowly to his yard.

Xue Shu followed behind him with a gloomy look in his eyes, not satisfied.

Not even close.

The next day, winter hunting began.

The winter hunting of red rhinoceros lasts for ten days. The first day is a feast with singing and dancing. Royal nobles, civil and military officials, and envoys from the Oirat and Tatar will all attend the banquet.

It is not only a chance to relax before the hunt begins, but also the best time to find out the enemy's situation.

Emperor Longfeng had been having a very happy time in the palace these past two days. At this moment, he was sitting in the main seat, and was in high spirits as he raised his glass to the envoys from the two ministries.

"Everyone, drink from this cup!"

Previously, because of Yin Chengzhang's death, Concubine Wen cried endlessly, and the harem was also in turmoil. Emperor Longfeng was very troubled for a while. At first, he felt sorry for Concubine Wen and his second son, and even fasted for several days to pray for his dead second son.

But a man's grief is sometimes only for a moment. He is the emperor, the ruler of the world. Although his beloved second son died, he still has three sons and one daughter. Not to mention that there are so many young and beautiful concubines in the harem, and he will have more children in the future.

So after Yin Chengzhang was buried, Emperor Longfeng's sadness completely faded away.

As a result, he also avoided Concubine Wen, who was unhappy all day long. Although he continued to receive rewards, he no longer went to Jingren Palace.

Concubine Wen also noticed the change in Emperor Longfeng. She had not yet avenged her son and naturally did not want to lose the emperor's favor, so she suppressed her grief and came to the Danxi Palace as well.

During the few days in the palace, she turned back into the charming imperial concubine she used to be, making Emperor Longfeng feel relaxed and happy.

At this moment, Concubine Wen Gui was sitting next to Emperor Longfeng, holding a wine glass in her hand. Her eyes slowly moved around the people at the table and finally fixed on the Oirat envoy Mubar.

During this winter hunt for Danxi, the envoy sent by the Oirat was the youngest prince, Mubar, while the Tatar envoy was the Grand Tutor Ahalu.

After the northern Mongolian Empire split, Eastern Mongolia was occupied by the Tatars and Western Mongolia was occupied by the Oirat. The tribes were separated and attacked each other.

And Dayan, south of the Great Wall, was the fat meat coveted by both the Oirat and the Tatar.

The relationship between the three parties is delicate and fragile.

The Oirat and Tatar paid tribute to the Great Yan, and when they were strong, they would not hesitate to send troops to harass, hoping to bite off a piece of meat from their powerful neighbors. In order to compete for the right to speak in the northern desert, the Oirat and Tatar fought continuously for years, either the east wind overwhelmed the west wind, or the west wind overwhelmed the east wind.

Since Taizu, several ambitious emperors of Dayan have launched military expeditions several times, but they have not been able to pacify the northern tribes.

During the reign of Emperor Xiaozong, all contacts with the Oirat and Tatar were cut off. Contact was not resumed until Emperor Longfeng ascended the throne. However, the country was weak at that time and Emperor Longfeng had no ambitions, so the foreign policy in recent years was to support the weak and maintain balance.

No matter who was at a disadvantage between the Oirat and the Tatar, Dayan would lend a helping hand to ensure that the northern tribes would remain in constant turmoil and unable to fully free themselves to deal with Dayan.

Just this spring, the Tatars attacked the Oirat, and the Oirat king was seriously injured. His condition was unknown, and the Oirat was in turmoil for a while. It was said that the little prince Mubar, who was sent to participate in the winter hunting of Danxi, was the most beloved son of the Oirat king, and the Oirat king had always intended to pass the throne to him.

The reason why Mubal was sent as an envoy to participate in the winter hunt this time was, firstly, to seek help from Dayan, and secondly, the King of Oirat intended to let Mubal marry Dayan in order to use Dayan's strength to help Mubal secure his throne.

All this news was heard by Concubine Wen from Emperor Longfeng.

When Emperor Longfeng just arrived at the palace, the envoy of Oirat had already paid him a secret visit and implicitly expressed the idea of ​​marriage.

However, Emperor Longfeng did not agree immediately for the sake of his reputation. Regardless of whether it was the Tatars or the Oirat, they were all vassal states of the Great Yan and needed the support of the Great Yan. For more than two hundred years, only the Oirat and the Tatars had paid tribute to the Great Yan, and there had never been a princess married to the Great Yan.

Concubine Wen Gui took a sip of wine, glanced at Yin Chengyu and Yin Ciguang who had done the action, a hint of resentment flashed in her eyes, but she quickly suppressed it.

During the banquet, people toasted each other with cups and rice.

The dancers wore gauze gowns and spun barefoot on the carpet.

Ahlu stood up, raised his wine glass, and said in fluent Mandarin: "Your Majesty, strong wine should be paired with beauty. For this winter hunting of red rhinoceros, I not only brought fierce horses from the north, but also pearls from the grassland." He looked at the graceful dancer in the center, with contempt in his eyes: "Please let our grassland pearls dance for your majesty. Only the bravery of the grassland girls is worthy of such good wine!"

There was a hint of disparagement in his words, and some sensitive officials had already frowned.

But Emperor Longfeng was unaware of this. He put down his wine glass and said "OK".

"Bring up your prairie pearls."

Ahlu clapped his hands and looked behind him. Then a woman in black came forward and stood in the middle.

She was wearing a loose black robe, her face hidden under the hood, but her tight belt still allowed her to see her pretty figure.

The dancers who were originally dancing in the center slowly moved away to make room for her.

The woman raised her head, and her beautiful eyes swept over Emperor Longfeng and Concubine Wen who were sitting on the main seat in turn, and finally stopped at Yin Chengyu.

She lifted her hood, revealing her bright face, and smiled at Yin Chengyu. Then, before anyone could react, she jumped on tiptoe and untied the belt around her waist, causing the black robe to fall to the ground, revealing the exquisite dance costume underneath.

Under the dancing costume, the body is slender and graceful but in moderation.

She raised her hands above her head, spread her five fingers, and shook her palms, with the golden bells ringing on her wrists. Then she turned her wrists and pulled out a delicate whip from her waist. As she suddenly jumped up, the whip lashed across the ground, and the crisp sound of the whip even drowned out the music.

The author has something to say:

Your Highness: Is this how you apply medicine to people?

Big Dog Hook: A folk remedy that works quickly.