Lin Qingwan called in a palace maid and ordered her to boil water, and also to prepare a clean set of clothes.
"For incense, don't use ambergris, use angelica root."
She smelled angelica on Zhao Cong, but the palace had prepared ambergris, which is why she had an extra bite.
The palace maids were well-organized and quite proactive under her arrangement. Although she felt that the Crown Prince was not difficult to serve and these things were not unacceptable, it did not mean that Zhao Cong was truly indifferent.
The heavy burden he carried in his heart in the past left him no time to dwell on these things.
Zhao Cong stared intently as Lin Qingwan placed the soap beans on the small table next to the bathtub, and the clean clothes were also hung on a rack within his reach.
A smile involuntarily crept onto his lips.
Every war before had lasted longer than this one, yet this was the only one that made him long to return to the capital every day.
It's all because of those letters from Feng'er that he was provoked.
Speaking of letters, Zhao Cong couldn't help but wonder what Lin Qingwan looked like when she acted coquettishly? And what she looked like when her eyes welled up with tears after being moved by a storybook?
And what is it like when she kicks off the covers and talks in her sleep at night?
Upon thinking this, Zhao Cong became unhappy.
He was the one who married her!
Lin Qingwan had everything prepared and performed the farewell ceremony. "The water is ready. I'll take my leave now."
"Wait a minute." Zhao Cong kicked off his shoes, took off his outer robe, and walked over barefoot.
Lin Qingwan retreated, but behind her was a bathtub, and the rising steam made her even more hazy than the pale purple tent. Soon she had nowhere left to retreat.
Zhao Cong casually removed his inner garment and prepared to loosen his belt.
As a result, he had more fine sweat on his forehead than Lin Qingwan.
He paused, wondering if this counted as being a pervert.
How could he act like a scoundrel? He'll scare her!
Another voice inside you scoffed, "She already pulled down your underwear, how could she be scared? Don't forget, last time you were the one who was scared!"
Zhao Cong frowned. That wouldn't do either! He hadn't explained things clearly when he married her, and she only considered it as repaying a debt of gratitude. Doing this would be disrespectful to her.
—She even knows your favorite incense. Does repaying a debt of gratitude require such detailed reporting?
—Feng'er is already sleeping in the same bed with her, how can you still get down?!
Two voices were fighting in his head, and Zhao Cong's brows furrowed into a knot, while his hand holding the belt trembled.
Lin Qingwan's gaze fell directly on his hands, and she asked in confusion, "Is the Crown Prince injured? Why are your hands shaking so badly?"
"Should we see the imperial physician first?"
"Under normal circumstances, wounds should not get wet. However..."
"You will help me resolve this." Zhao Cong uttered those four words heavily, instantly silencing her.
What?
Lin Qingwan thought she had misheard.
The next second, Zhao Cong grabbed her wrist and placed it on his belt, and both of them gasped.
Lin Qingwan shrank back, but he held her even tighter.
Her eyelashes trembled violently. "Your Highness, if you're injured, it's best not to..."
“No,” he uttered.
"Then I'll have a maid come in to serve you." Lin Qingwan was sweating from the heat behind her, and her throat felt dry.
Upon hearing this, Zhao Cong's face darkened.
But he still gathered his thoughts before speaking, "You and I are already married. In other people's eyes, you are the apple of my eye, the one I've waited for all these years, do you know that?"
Lin Qingwan looked at his serious expression and nodded blankly, "I know."
"So what?" Zhao Cong's breathing tightened.
Lin Qingwan: "So?"
Zhao Cong was both amused and exasperated. He was usually quite clever, so why did he turn into a fool when he was with him?
He paused for a moment, then said, "So on our wedding night, I went out to fight, leaving you alone in the Eastern Palace for over a month. I rushed back without stopping, and almost had to collect your body."
"Now that everything's settled, I'm just taking a shower, and you're already leaving?"
Zhao Cong thought to himself, "Shouldn't you understand now that I've put it so bluntly?"
However, it wasn't that Lin Qingwan couldn't understand; it was that she was so close to him, with her fingers forced to hook around his belt, that she simply couldn't think straight.
Seeing that she still didn't get it, Zhao Cong gritted his teeth and said patiently, "If you go out now, you'll give yourself away."
"You and I are in love, and you even had a child named Feng'er."
Lin Qingwan blinked. "It was my mistake."
It turns out they didn't even put on a proper show.
Her heartstrings relaxed slightly, but she also felt a little lost.
Zhao Cong breathed a sigh of relief and was about to continue when Lin Qingwan withdrew her hand. "I won't go out. There's no one else in the room, and I don't want to offend the Crown Prince."
"I...I'll wait outside the curtain."
She ran fast, and Zhao Cong couldn't catch her. He saw her leaning against the screen, panting heavily, and suddenly laughed.
"Why are you running? I don't eat people."
Lin Qingwan listened to the soft sound of clothes falling to the ground behind her, followed by the sound of water splashing and pattering on the floor, and her heart beat faster and faster.
He covered his chest with both hands and said hesitantly, "I was afraid of offending the Crown Prince."
Zhao Cong: "I am not afraid of being offended."
Lin Qingwan: ......
Cang Ying's voice came from under the window, "Does the Crown Prince need any servants to attend to him?"
Just as Zhao Cong was about to retort, a thought struck him, and he instructed Lin Qingwan's retreating figure, "Speak."
Lin Qingwan wasn't so easily fooled. "Eunuch Cang is not an outsider."
“But there are many guards and palace maids guarding outside. Otherwise, why would Cang Ying ask this question?”
Lin Qingwan was still easy to fool, but mainly she didn't expect Zhao Cong to use such tricks, so she walked to the window and said, "I will serve the Crown Prince, you all should go away."
Cang Ying's heart skipped a beat, and then she thought of something and instructed the little eunuch beside her, "Go and get the Crown Prince a new pair of underpants."
The young eunuch covered his face and laughed, "I didn't realize our Crown Prince was so fierce."
Cang Ying's eye twitched. How could someone so fierce have their pants torn?
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