She said timidly, "Well, you're a man and I'm a woman. Men and women shouldn't touch each other, so you shouldn't have helped me change my clothes..."
"This matter is known only to the two of us, and no one else will hear it. The princess's reputation will not be damaged." Si Jia said this with an indifferent expression, mimicking what she had said when she tried to barge into his room at the inn. It was truly impossible to tell that he was being a scoundrel.
Feng Guang's expression was a complex mix. "You changed my clothes... to what extent?"
He finally turned his gaze away from the wooden figure and looked at Feng Guang, but remained silent.
Everything is understood without words.
Fengguang really wanted to dig a hole and bury himself!
Seeing that her face was a little pale, he kindly asked, "Are you still feeling unwell?"
"No..." Her tone suddenly stiffened. Her instincts told her to change the subject; continuing the conversation would only make her feel more embarrassed. "I was just wondering, where are we right now?"
He said, "A small town in Jiangnan."
"A small town?"
Knowing her thoughts, Si Jia said, "Don't worry, it's not the kind of small town we entered a few days ago."
Feng Guang frowned. "No, even if we escaped from that town, the town mayor is still under the jurisdiction of the capital. Why would we end up in Jiangnan?"
"I can't answer that question either, but ghosts are inexplicable. Perhaps... that ghost town is actually connected to Jiangnan and the capital."
“What you said isn’t impossible… but we’re so far from the capital now, wouldn’t it be a huge hassle for me to get back to the palace…” She collapsed onto the stone table, seemingly exhausted, and sighed deeply. “Oh no, Father, Mother, and Brother, they’re going to be so worried about me.”
Having lived in the palace for many years, she did want to travel outside the palace, but after the impulse subsided, she couldn't help but start to miss home.
Si Jia asked calmly, "Does Feng Guang want to return to the palace?"
"A little..."
"Then I will escort Fengguang back to the palace."
"Really?" She wasn't excited, but rather filled with uncertainty.
He nodded, then raised his hand to his chest, frowning slightly. "It's just my injury..."
"It's alright, I'm not in a hurry. It's important that you recover from your injury." She remembered the serious injury on his chest. Such a serious injury would probably take at least ten days to half a month to heal. She asked worriedly, "Your injury hasn't healed yet. Is it alright for you to just sit here like this?"
“It’s alright. Staying in my room all day isn’t good for my health. I might as well find some interesting things to do.”
The interesting thing probably refers to the carving of a wooden figure... a wooden figure carved in her likeness.
Feng Guang wasn't sure what he meant, and after the changing of clothes incident, she was too embarrassed to ask any further questions. She was left alone, struggling with her own thoughts, and her conflicted state was rather pitiful.
"Okay," he said abruptly.
She was stunned. "What?"
"That night, Feng Guang asked me a question, and my answer was 'yes.'" His dark eyes seemed to light up at that moment.
It can suck people in, making it impossible for them to escape from its sight.
That day she asked him if she was pretty, and he answered that she was. Then she asked, "Since you think I'm pretty, then don't like Feng Miyin anymore, and like me instead, okay?"
He didn't answer at the time, firstly because he didn't think he liked popular music, and secondly because he genuinely couldn't answer.
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