Su Wanyan blushed slightly, hesitated for a long time, and finally turned over and stretched out her little feet to wave in front of him.
Yu Nanqing's eyes brightened slightly, and he knew that Su Wanyan had not really disliked him just now.
He slowly reached out to grasp the swaying little feet, but Su Wanyan immediately withdrew her hand.
Yu Nanqing was stunned and looked at Su Wanyan with some confusion.
Su Wanyan had already looked away, the candlelight making her face appear even more flushed: "Let me make this clear first, I'm not disgusted by you, but I'm afraid my feet aren't clean enough. I'll let you smell them next time after I've washed them properly..."
"..." How could Yu Nanqing explain that he didn't actually have this fetish?
He was only concerned about why Su Wanyan wouldn't let him touch her.
Just now... it was just something I did on a whim...
"Want to go to sleep?" Su Wanyan asked.
"Mm." Yu Nanqing responded softly, then added, "Yan'er, go to sleep first."
"I'm going to sleep now."
Su Wanyan closed her eyes.
However, perhaps because he was too excited, he couldn't fall asleep for a while. His mind was so clear that he could even hear his heartbeat.
As soon as she opened her eyes, she saw Yu Nanqing gazing at her tenderly beside the bed.
Su Wanyan's gaze came unexpectedly, and Yu Nanqing's heart trembled slightly. She raised her hand to her mouth and coughed, then turned her face away in embarrassment.
After not seeing each other for several months, I felt the atmosphere was very ambiguous. I wanted to get closer, but I was afraid I wouldn't be able to control myself.
Su Wanyan noticed the change in his eyes and couldn't help but smile: "Yu Nanqing, I can't sleep."
Her tone carried a hint of coquetry.
This made Yu Nanqing even more enamored; Su Wanyan had never shown such a delicate side before.
Suppressing the pounding in his heart, he slowly moved to the bedside and gently patted Su Wanyan's back: "Yan'er, be good and rest well."
Satisfied, Su Wanyan closed her eyes again and quickly fell asleep.
The next day, early in the morning.
When Su Wanyan woke up, she saw Yu Nanqing lying next to her, with one arm around her waist, fast asleep.
Su Wanyan moved her body, pushed his hand away and sat up. She was a little surprised to see that Yu Nanqing showed no signs of waking up.
No matter how soundly Yu Nanqing slept before, he would wake up quickly if she moved even slightly.
Su Wanyan looked at his sleeping face, gently stroked his cheek with her small hand, and softly called out, "Yu Nanqing?"
Yu Nanqing's breathing was very light. When he was asleep, he was like a painting, and the man in the painting was as dazzling as the morning sun, making people yearn for him.
Even when Su Wanyan called out to him, he showed no sign of waking up.
This must be exhausting.
Su Wanyan could imagine that by compressing a month's journey by more than half, they must have been traveling day and night.
Although martial artists have bodies that are different from ordinary people, people are still people, not iron or steel, and they will always get tired.
Su Wanyan felt sorry for him, tucked the blanket around him, and quietly got out of bed.
She changed her clothes and came outside, just in time to see Qiu Ye carrying hot water for washing up. She was about to call out when Su Wanyan stopped her in time: "Shh—"
The words he was about to say caught in his throat, and he lowered his voice, "What is it, Your Highness?"
Qiuye and the others didn't know that Yu Nanqing had come to the mansion late last night, but Xiaobu and Tanaka did.
"It's the Prince." Before Su Wanyan could speak, Su Chien's voice came softly from behind Qiu Ye.
Startled by the sudden voice, Qiu Ye turned around and saw Su Chi'en. She quickly curtsied and said, "This servant greets the young master."
Everyone in the courtyard calls Su Chi'en that. It's not a new thing; back when Su Wanyan adopted Su Chi'en back in the Prince's Mansion, the people there started calling him Young Master.
Qiu Ye asked curiously, "What does it mean that the prince has come?"
"The literal meaning." Su Chien chuckled. "The prince is resting right now, so keep your voice down."
Last night, Xiao Bu was on night watch. When Yu Nanqing climbed over the wall, Su Chien came over to take a wary look.
The news from the capital arrived at the same time as the prince's arrival. He didn't know this before because he didn't practice martial arts, but now that he has, he knows that the prince must have rushed here day and night.
After saying that, he bowed to Su Wanyan and said, "Sister!"
"Don't stand at the door anymore, have you eaten?" Su Wanyan chuckled.
"We've already eaten." They woke up earlier than Su Wanyan and ate breakfast first. Su Chi'en said, "But sister, shouldn't we go to the city to find a doctor to take a look at General Lü's injuries?"
Su Wanyan was stunned: "What? Who?"
“General Lü.” Su Chi’en was also taken aback and gave his full name: “General Lü Cezhong, he is currently sharing a room with Brother Ming.”
Su Wanyan's heart skipped a beat: "General Lü?"
Su Wanyan recalled the scene when she first met Lü Cezhong; he was wearing prison clothes and his hands and feet were chained.
It was impossible not to be shocked. She never expected that Yu Nanqing would rescue General Lü and bring him to Wengcheng.
Didn't he say last night that he would be coming alone?
She stepped forward: "Take me to see it quickly."
Yu Nanqing was actually traveling with an injured person in tow?
Are you kidding me? What if it worsens the injury?
Qiu Ye hurriedly called out, "Your Highness, you haven't washed up yet."
Su Wanyan then realized, "Oh! I forgot."
She asked Su Chien, "You go ahead first and ask General Lü to wait a moment. I'll be there soon."
"Yes, sister." Su Chien accepted the order.
The small courtyard is divided into two parts.
One part is the main house where Su Wanyan lives, and the other part is the side rooms for other people to live in.
The side rooms are located behind the main house, on the east and west sides.
Because the house wasn't big, Qiuye and Huangye lived together. The other men weren't so particular; sometimes they would sleep in pairs in one room, sometimes all four of them would sleep in one room, and sometimes they would even visit each other's rooms.
Su Wanyan didn't restrain them; after all, friendships between boys are often strange and unusual.
"Oh dear! Why are you dragging me along? I told you I'm fine, why do you insist on calling a doctor? It's just some superficial injuries, they'll be fine in a few days!" When Su Wanyan arrived at the door of the side room, before she even went in, she already heard a deep, rough, hoarse voice.
Upon entering, they found Lü Cezhong being forcibly pinned to the bed by several men, who wouldn't allow him to get up.
Lu Cezhong was incredibly frustrated; he was a rough, uncultured man, not one to be so dramatic.
Upon seeing Su Wanyan arrive, everyone immediately stopped what they were doing and bowed respectfully in unison: "Your Majesty."
Upon seeing this, Lü Cezhong's eyes lit up, and he hurriedly stood up from the bed. Suddenly, he knelt down before Su Wanyan with a "plop": "This humble subject, Lü Cezhong, greets Your Highness, the Princess!"
His forehead slammed directly onto the floor, and his gray hair made him look like an elderly man in his seventies.
The fall startled Su Wanyan, who quickly stepped forward to help him up, saying, "General Lü, there's no need for such formalities. Please rise."
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