Chu Xinxin smiled slightly and said gently to Yun Zheng, "Get lost."
Yun Zheng, with a look of "My idea is great, why don't you accept it?", clutched his wounded heart and left.
Chu Xinxin returned to her room, where Zhou Huaichuan was still asleep.
She took the handkerchief from Yun Gui, wrung it out, and applied it to Zhou Huaichuan's forehead.
Haitang pulled Yun Gui to stand outside the door.
"Sigh, how come you're doing so badly in this world?" Chu Xinxin thought to herself as she reached out and poked Zhou Huaichuan's cheek.
As Zhou Huaichuan slept, the sharpness brought by his mixed-race features faded, and his facial features became softer.
They don't seem particularly unapproachable.
"Tsk, poor Zhou." Chu Xinxin sighed. "Do you know that you were betrayed by your own subordinate? Oh, and you were also betrayed by your father, the Emperor."
"Miss," Haitang suddenly entered, "the bedding in the next room has already been made up, Miss, please rest first. Prince An has me and Yun Gui here."
Chu Xinxin waved her hand: "You and Yun Gui should rest first. You can't touch him anyway."
But... there's no reason for our young lady to take care of us personally.
Haitang looked at Chu Xinxin with a conflicted expression, wanting to suggest calling Yun Zheng over.
But this is the young lady's boudoir; what kind of business is it for one or two men to come in like this...?
Haitang's expression was written all over her face, which amused Chu Xinxin.
Chu Xinxin: "It's alright, I'll take care of it. Anyway, your young lady has already been betrothed, and in a while, you'll have to start calling me Princess An."
Haitang wanted to roll her eyes, but didn't dare: "Miss, you're still awake. Why are you dreaming? Never mind, I'll go make you a bowl of wontons."
Chu Xinxin: "Thank you, and give your brother-in-law a bowl too."
Haitang finally rolled her eyes.
Tsk, daughters grow up and leave home.
Chu Xinxin wanted to change Zhou Huaichuan's handkerchief, but when she turned her head, Zhou Huaichuan had already opened his eyes.
His eyes were clear, as if he had been awake for a while.
"Princess An?" Zhou Huaichuan asked in a questioning tone, but Chu Xinxin clearly heard him calling her.
"Are you still half asleep? You're not even married yet, where did this Princess An come from?"
Zhou Huaichuan's throat bobbed, and he repeated Chu Xinxin's words in a hoarse voice: "Anyway, your young lady has already been betrothed. In a while, you'll have to start calling me Princess An."
Chu Xinxin looked at him incredulously. Wasn't this person running a fever? How could his mind be so sharp?
Chu Xinxin reached out to touch his forehead; no, it was still burning up.
Zhou Huaichuan took her hand and stared intently at her: "Who is Haitang's husband...?"
Chu Xinxin said innocently, "It might be Young Master Su."
Upon hearing Su Shi's name, Zhou Huaichuan sat up and said, "No way."
He stood up too quickly and didn't judge the distance well, and in an instant, he was very close to Chu Xinxin.
Chu Xinxin didn't dodge: "Why not? Young Master Su even gave me a jade hairpin today."
She tilted her head slightly, revealing a priceless, warm jade apricot blossom hairpin adorning her jet-black hair.
Is it pretty?
When a man gives a woman a jade hairpin, it signifies his desire to marry her.
A pang of sorrow welled up in Zhou Huaichuan's heart, and he said insincerely, "The apricot blossoms don't suit you."
He said he first met me under an apricot tree, which is why he gave me apricot blossoms.
Chu Xinxin lied without batting an eye: "Zhou Huaichuan, you're lying to me. Young Master Su said she doesn't like the granddaughter of Prince Xianfu at all."
"He did tell me that he simply admired your talent."
Zhou Huaichuan released Chu Xinxin's hand, his burning gaze fading.
"And what about you, Zhou Huaichuan? Do you only admire my talent?"
Chu Xinxin took the initiative to close the distance, pointing to her face: "Are you still feeling sorry for me?"
Zhou Huaichuan quietly looked at Chu Xinxin's face for a while, then suddenly threw off the covers and stood up.
With his back to Chu Xinxin, he began to undress.
"Hey, no, what are you doing? I'm not that kind of person." Chu Xinxin was completely bewildered. Was Zhou Huaichuan... about to force himself on her?
That's a bit exciting.
“Zhou Huaichuan, you still have a fever.”
Chu Xinxin picked up the coat from the ground, intending to put it on him, but when she looked up, she saw that Zhou Huaichuan had also taken off his last inner garment.
His bare back was covered in crisscrossing scars, a gruesome sight.
Knife wounds, sword wounds, burns, and even a dent on his side.
Zhou Huaichuan turned around and looked at Chu Xinxin seriously: "You and I are the same."
Chu Xinxin was taken aback. Upon closer inspection, she noticed that Zhou Huaichuan also had many small scars on his chest.
The system said that the dense, numerous marks were left from repeated needle pricks.
"Are you scared?" Zhou Huaichuan gently took the clothes from Chu Xinxin's hand and put them on. "I didn't send you to find Su Shi because of your face."
Zhou Huaichuan lowered his head, the candlelight flickering on him, and in the intermittent light and shadow, he looked like a towering mountain.
Standing tall between heaven and earth, steadfast and composed.
The hardships of life only enhanced him; they never defeated him.
Zhou Huaichuan waited for a long time, but Chu Xinxin did not say anything.
The hopeful look in his eyes was gradually replaced by self-deprecation.
"I just came to check on you tonight. If you're alright, I'll be going now..."
Zhou Huaichuan couldn't continue speaking.
Because someone had wrapped their arms around his waist and buried their head in his chest.
"Zhou Huaichuan." Chu Xinxin's voice was muffled, as if it were tinged with tears.
"Yes, I'm here."
Zhou Huaichuan finally dared to hug the person tightly.
The shadows of the two were reflected in the window; Yun Zheng and Yun Gui were holding back Haitang, who was trying to rush inside.
"Sister Haitang, I called you sister, can you just pretend you didn't see that?"
Yun Zheng earnestly advised, "Let's not interfere in this matter of mutual affection between the two."
Haitang angrily shook off his hand: "Pah, in my opinion, your master doesn't have a fever at all. He just came here to deceive our innocent and kind young lady. None of you men are good!"
Yun Zheng pointed incredulously into the room: "She's innocent and kind? She almost killed the entire Huainan Prince's family, and she's still innocent and kind?"
Haitang: "I'm not listening to this bastard's rambling! Are you going to let me through or not? You're not going to let me call for help! Someone come here... mmm mmm!"
Yun Zheng quickly covered her mouth, gave Yun Gui a wink, and then picked up Haitang and ran away.
At first, Yun Gui diligently guarded the door, but as time went on, he sensed something was amiss.
Damn it, Yun Zheng is clearly on duty today!
Haitang was right, no man is any good!
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