Mu Chenshuang didn't explain further, "Since I agreed to treat Crown Prince Junheng, I naturally have my own methods."
Moreover, the hot spring pool also has a relieving effect on his condition, and he may be staying here to suppress the symptoms.
Fu Junheng stood sideways, one hand resting on the armrest. His slightly open collar revealed his collarbone, and the muscles of his chest were faintly visible beneath the silk. He exuded a strong aura of hormones and was incredibly sexy and alluring.
He raised his eyes to look at Mu Chenshuang, "It seems that my trip was worthwhile."
Mu Chenshuang looked at him. Fu Junheng's charming and seductive demeanor was too easy to make people's imaginations run wild. Her mind was inexplicably disordered. She slightly turned her gaze away, feeling even more annoyed. Did this man even know that his demeanor could easily lead people astray?
"If Crown Prince Junheng has nothing else to do, I would like to rest as well."
All she wanted was for the man to leave as soon as possible.
Fu Junheng sat up straight. "Princess Weiyang, please rest well."
As he spoke, he stood up, picked up the medicine bowl in one hand, and strode toward the door.
Fu Junheng had just reached the door when he suddenly stopped, turned his head to look at the woman sitting on the edge of the bed, and said slowly in a deep, magnetic voice, "What happened just now was too abrupt. I hope Princess Weiyang will not take it to heart."
Mu Chenshuang was taken aback, but after she came to her senses, she understood what he was talking about.
His earnest apology, given the situation just now, would indeed be difficult for a normal man to handle. Perhaps she thought of Fu Junheng as too aloof and different from ordinary people; after all, he is still a man.
"Since Crown Prince Junheng has apologized, I naturally won't take it to heart."
"That's good."
Fu Junheng left, closing the door behind him.
Mu Chenshuang breathed a sigh of relief, finally able to lie down and rest for a while.
Fu Junheng stepped out of the room, strode to the coffee table, poured a glass of cold water, held the cup, tilted his head back and drank it all in one gulp. The cold water calmed his agitated nerves.
He slowly lowered his hand, drooped his eyelids, and let out a long sigh.
However, that night...
Fu Junheng slept very restlessly; he even dreamed of that passionate and intimate night.
suddenly.
He suddenly opened his eyes, sat up straight, his breathing rapid and unsteady. After a while, he bent his left leg and supported his cheek with his right hand.
After calming myself down, I lifted the thin blanket, put down my long legs, and gently lifted it with my hand, and the candlelight was lit.
Fu Junheng subconsciously looked to his left, and his mind inadvertently caught sight of Mu Chenshuang's alluring and smooth figure, her long, straight, fair legs, and the faint curve of her breasts visible beneath her neckline.
He could hardly believe how much influence she had on him.
He got up, walked to the coffee table, and drank a few glasses of cold water.
He sat on the stool, staring straight ahead, his fingers tightening around the cup.
After hesitating for a long time.
Fu Junheng got up and walked towards the inner room. He carefully opened the door and quietly went in. He sat on the edge of the bed, glanced at the woman's profile, and then looked down at her lower abdomen.
His eyes were unfathomable, and it was impossible to know what he was thinking at that moment.
Mu Chenshuang, fast asleep, was completely unaware of anyone's arrival.
Perhaps because the room was too hot, Mu Chenshuang rolled over and murmured something.
"It's so hot!"
Her already loose-fitting clothes had the belt casually undone, and the neckline was slightly open, revealing her snow-white, creamy skin. Her long, straight, and fair legs were draped over the bedding, and her jet-black hair contrasted sharply with her snow-white skin, displaying a captivating and alluring charm.
This scene shocked Fu Junheng, causing his pupils to widen suddenly and all the nerves in his body to tense up.
The heat in his body left him wondering whether it was from the high temperature in the room or from his chaotic thoughts.
Even though he tried to control himself and look away, his eyes wouldn't move, and his gaze couldn't help but fall on the woman's bright red lips.
Her deep red, moist lips seemed to possess a magical power, constantly drawing him in and making his throat tighten.
The next day.
Mu Chenshuang suddenly woke up with a start and sat up.
What time is it? I feel like I overslept.
Perhaps because the temperature was just right, Mu Chenshuang slept exceptionally well and didn't feel cold at all.
Just as she lifted the covers and got out of bed, she realized that all the clothes she was wearing had come undone, revealing her body completely.
A wave of panic washed over me, and I quickly reached out to fasten my clothes.
Just then, a knock sounded on the door, followed by a woman's voice, "Princess, are you awake?"
Mu Chenshuang suddenly came to her senses and realized that there was a maid here.
"Come in!"
Then a woman dressed in blue pushed open the door and entered, carrying her clothes in her hand.
"Princess, you're awake. Your clothes are dry. I'll help you wash up."
Mu Chenshuang looked at her and asked in confusion, "Have you been working here all this time?"
The woman nodded and replied, "No, I was assigned here this morning."
"Assigned? Where did you work before?"
"This servant is a servant of the Prince Xiaoyao's mansion."
Mu Chenshuang realized that it was probably the servants that Fu Junheng had Feng Ji choose to serve her. Fu Junheng was really thoughtful.
When Mu Chenshuang was washing her face, she accidentally touched her lips and felt a sharp pain. She reached out and touched her lips, which seemed to be broken.
The maid standing nearby said, "It's probably because of the dry weather; their lips are chapped."
Mu Chenshuang turned to the mirror and took a closer look at the wound on her lips. It was fine yesterday, so how did it suddenly break open?
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