His esteem and affection for 'her' were never wrong.
The bubbles slowly dissipated, leaving no trace.
Ah Li helped the unconscious Liu Chuye cover himself with a blanket and left quietly.
After Ah Li left, a tear slowly rolled down Liu Chuye's cheek.
Outside the door, Situ Yan didn't go back; he waited there.
He saw that the light in the room had gone out, and the whole room had gone dark.
Bai Lan was still guarding the door; His Highness had not come out.
Are they going to rest together tonight?
The next second, the door opened and she came out.
Situ Yan hurriedly went to greet him, "Your Highness."
He was happy.
He had heard some of the rumors, but he dared not think about them or delve into them.
Ahri held his warm hand and said, "Let's go back."
"good."
Situ Yan also held Ah Li's hand tightly.
The two returned to a room, and Situ Yan was still wondering whether he should take the initiative first.
As a result, he was the first to fall into a pool.
He was pushed down by Ahri.
As soon as Situ Yan surfaced from the water, he hurriedly lowered his head again.
Because Ahri was standing in front of him, having the palace servants around her undress her.
Immediately afterwards, the sound of water was heard, and Ahri walked over to him through the water, even grabbing his belt.
"Ayan, don't you take off your clothes when you take a shower?"
"Your Highness."
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Inside the princess's residence, there is an exquisitely crafted hot spring pool, from which wisps of steam rise.
The pool water was crystal clear, and countless delicate flower petals floated on the surface, some as red as fire, some as pink as the sunset, and some as white as snow, their fragrance intoxicating.
The palace maids, dressed in light gauze, moved with light steps, carrying bamboo baskets, and gently sprinkled the last handful of petals into the pool.
The petals fall gently, mingling with the ripples on the water, adding to the romance and elegance.
However, when they looked up at the pool, they saw the princess and her husband gazing at each other with deep affection.
Seeing this, the palace maids understood and quietly withdrew.
Also in this fragrant, steaming hot spring.
Ah Li and Situ Yan's breathing became rapid and passionate, their deep affection transforming into a melodious and gentle tune.
the next day.
Ah Li and Situ Yan were leisurely strolling in the courtyard.
Liu Chuye then walked over to the two of them.
Situ Yan subconsciously tightened his grip on Ah Li's hand, "Your Majesty."
At this moment, Liu Chuye seemed like a different person, the dark glint he had been forcibly suppressing in his eyes was gone. "Sister, brother-in-law, you're up so early?"
"Hmm, have you changed the dressing on your wound?"
After patting Situ Yan's hand, Ah Li released their clasped hands and went over to check on the injury on Liu Chuye's wrist.
Liu Chuye smiled, his youthful brightness returning. "It's changed. Bai Lan changed it for me."
"By the way, sister, I'm going back to the palace."
Ah Li was adjusting Liu Chuye's sleeve when she heard this, and nodded, "Okay."
Liu Chuye added with a smile, "When I get back, I'll have someone throw a huge wedding for my sister and brother-in-law."
"Don't be extravagant."
“My sister’s wedding is a major event in her life, how can it be called extravagance and waste?”
Liu Chuye grasped Ah Li's hands, and then said to Situ Yan, who was standing to the side, "And you, if you dare to make my sister cry, you just wait."
Ah Li called out irritably, "Ah Ye."
"By the way, sister, I got this from under the books in your room."
Liu Chuye pulled a piece of paper from his sleeve, on which were written the three large characters 'Agreement on Divorce'.
Ah Li then remembered that she had written this casually when she was writing her self-criticism that day.
Liu Chuye said with a serious expression, "Sister, I will keep this divorce agreement. If you bother him later, just come to me, and I will make him obediently write down his name."
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