"It seems Princess Weiyang has forgotten," Fu Junheng said with a hint of mockery.
Mu Chenshuang replied, "But it didn't cause any delay."
“Then Princess Weiyang will accompany me to Yaoguang Residence.”
Mu Chenshuang agreed. Although she should keep her distance from Fu Junheng, she had already agreed to treat him, so she should avoid getting involved with him in the future.
Mu Chenshuang turned around and got into the carriage. Qi Ye stood by her side and gave her a hand. Mu Chenshuang supported herself with one hand on his palm and stepped into the carriage.
Fu Junheng stared intently at the spot where Mu Chenshuang had touched Qi Ye's palm, his pupils suddenly constricting and a cold glint appearing in his eyes.
A cold gaze fell on Qi Ye.
A fleeting moment.
Qi Ye's brows furrowed suddenly, and he looked up at Fu Junheng, who had turned around. He wondered if it was just his imagination, but he could sense the man's murderous aura.
At this moment.
A hurried voice called out, "Cousin Junheng!"
Mu Chenshuang turned around curiously and saw Feng Anxue running towards her, lifting her skirt. She was pretty and her hair ornaments swayed in the breeze. With each step she took, she was like a delicate flower swaying in the wind, beautiful and lively, making her lovable.
Feng Anxue slowed her pace, took a few deep breaths, and white mist escaped from her mouth. After calming her heartbeat, she walked towards Fu Junheng. Her gaze couldn't help but drift towards Mu Chenshuang's direction, and her fingers involuntarily clenched a little tighter.
Feng Anxue stopped in front of Fu Junheng and softly apologized, "Cousin Junheng, I'm sorry, I lost my composure just now."
As she spoke, she took out a sachet from her sleeve and handed it to Fu Junheng with both hands. "This is a sachet that I embroidered myself. The herbs inside can calm the mind. Consider it my apology. I hope you can accept it, Cousin Junheng. I will pay more attention to my behavior in the future."
Fu Junheng looked down at the sachet that Feng Anxue handed him with indifference and expression.
Beneath the black eyebands, a pair of golden eyes made him glance back.
Feng Anxue held it up like that the whole time, feeling extremely nervous and scared.
Suddenly.
Fu Junheng reached out and took the sachet.
This moment.
Feng Anxue couldn't contain her joy, and a happy smile appeared on her lips.
"I accept it." The deep voice was devoid of any emotion.
But to Feng Anxue's ears, it sounded exceptionally gentle.
Upon seeing this scene, Mu Chenshuang stopped watching, lifted the curtain, and entered the carriage.
Seven Nights drove away.
On the way out.
Qi Ye asked, "Who is that person? He seems very arrogant."
Mu Chenshuang replied calmly, "His Highness the Crown Prince of Xiyue Kingdom."
"So it's His Highness the Crown Prince. He certainly has the right to be arrogant. He's rich, noble, and so handsome. Miss, what's your relationship with him? Do you like him?" Qi Ye asked gossipy.
Mu Chenshuang's eyes darkened, and her tone became serious, "Don't ask about things that aren't your business."
Qi Ye sighed, looking disappointed, and continued to ask, "No wonder you look down on me, Miss. It turns out you have such an unparalleled Crown Prince by your side. That woman just gave him a sachet, and he accepted it. Are you jealous, Miss?"
The words were spoken in an instant.
Qi Ye tightened his grip on the reins, straightening his back as if prickled by thorns, as the curtain fluttered open with a gust of wind.
A chilling voice rang out, "Seven Nights, you're asking too many questions." It carried a strong warning.
Qi Ye shut up. "Fine, fine, I won't ask anymore."
Mu Chenshuang sat inside the carriage.
The scene from just now involuntarily flashed into my mind.
It seems that Fu Junheng and Feng Anxue were together just now. Rumor has it that Fu Junheng is not interested in women, but he is just attracted to looks. He sneered inwardly: Rumors are indeed unreliable.
Perhaps she herself didn't realize that her face was unusually gloomy at the moment.
We headed towards Yaoguang Residence.
When Mu Chenshuang got up and lifted the curtain, she saw Fu Junheng already standing in front of the carriage, raising his hand to help her down.
Mu Chenshuang directly refused: "No need to trouble Crown Prince Junheng." As she spoke, she looked at Qi Ye.
Qi Ye understood and looked at Fu Junheng, saying, "Please, Your Highness, step aside."
The tone sounded respectful, yet it carried a hint of provocation.
Fu Junheng glanced at Qi Ye, his eyes icy. He kept a straight face and didn't press the matter further, giving way a step.
Mu Chenshuang got off the carriage with Qi Ye's hand on her arm.
"You wait here."
Qi Ye answered cheerfully, "Okay."
Mu Chenshuang looked at Fu Junheng and said in a deep voice, "Crown Prince Junheng, let's go!"
Fu Junheng gestured for him to enter.
Along the way.
The two remained silent.
Upon entering the hot spring pavilion, the room was sufficiently heated, and a strong wave of heat hit you as soon as you stepped inside.
Fu Junheng went into the room to change his clothes.
Mu Chenshuang waited outside. The maid who had served her earlier stayed behind and poured her a glass of warm water.
"Princess, would you like to take off your fox fur coat?"
It was indeed a bit hot sitting here, so I agreed to her request.
When Fu Junheng came out, he had already changed into a thin undergarment. The dark blue silk clung to the man's body like soft water. He had broad shoulders and a slender waist, and his figure was fully exposed. The muscles of his chest, which were faintly visible, made people's imaginations run wild. He was simply a living devil.
Until the man's presence drew near.
Mu Chenshuang snapped out of her daze, lowered her gaze, concealing a hint of panic in her eyes, and said in a cool and indifferent tone, "Let me take your pulse first."
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