Evil charm flowed through Jingrong’s eyes with restless desire. He pressed forward, leaning closer and closer to Ji Yunshu.

Until her back hit the carriage wall!

Only a fist’s distance separated their two figures.

Jingrong’s heavy yet steady breathing gently brushed against Ji Yunshu’s high nose bridge, making her shrink her neck involuntarily.

And the stuffy atmosphere around them rose another degree.

The heat in her chest made Ji Yunshu somewhat uncomfortable. She pressed her hands against his chest, but Jingrong grabbed them and pressed them against the carriage wall behind her.

Firmly securing her in place.

“You…”

“What are you nervous about? It’s not like you haven’t seen this Prince’s body before. Moreover, you’ve even touched it. What does it matter if you see it again? This Prince doesn’t mind.”

“I mind!”

“You’re not the one at a disadvantage.”

“I’m afraid I’ll get a stye.”

A stye?

What kind of thing was that?

Jingrong frowned, pondering. “If you really get a stye, this Prince will have Muruo treat you properly.”

“It can’t be cured.”

“Then we might as well try.”

Hmm?

Jingrong’s hand reached toward the waist tie of his inner robe, slowly circling that tie, about to untie it!

While saying, “This Prince wants to see if, after you look at this Prince’s body and get a stye, whether Muruo can cure it or not.”

“Stop fooling around. We’re still in the carriage.”

Just as she finished speaking, the carriage suddenly jolted.

Her back was painfully knocked, her body collided and fell into Jingrong’s embrace, and he caught her just right.

After the carriage stabilized, Ji Yunshu realized how undignified her current position was.

She was pressed against Jingrong’s bare, muscular chest, and her hands were resting on his slightly bulging chest muscles.

Her palms burning!

Looking up, she met Jingrong’s smiling peach blossom eyes.

He curved his lips with a somewhat “dissolute” smile. “Can’t wait any longer?”

Your sister!

The next moment, she immediately rose from his chest, bouncing away to the side.

Then—

She cleared her throat lightly, lowering her head. “Put your clothes on.”

“Put them on for what? In such hot weather, one should strip completely naked.”

Jingrong indeed removed his inner robe.

That scene was simply eye-catching, just like a spring palace painting.

No!

More accurately, it was a beauty emerging from bath painting.

Ji Yunshu’s face actually reddened, thinking this man was doing it deliberately.

At this moment—

A voice suddenly came from outside. “Your Highness, there’s a grove of trees ahead. It should be quite cool. Should we rest there for a while?”

Lang Bo’s ill-timed voice interrupted the emerging-from-bath painting in progress inside.

Only Jingrong’s hand paused, his entire person freezing in place. After a short while, he called out through the carriage curtain, “Then let’s rest in the grove for a while.”

His tone was extremely displeased.

As if he wanted to skin Lang Bo alive.

Despite the solid carriage wall and curtain separating them, Lang Bo under the blazing sun actually shivered.

Mama mia, bone-chillingly cold.

Swallowing, he responded loudly, “Yes!”

Ji Yunshu wanted to laugh but held it in.

What was that saying… trying to steal a chicken only to lose the rice used to lure it.

Hmm?

That didn’t seem quite right either.

Whatever.

The carriage stopped, and Ji Yunshu quickly got off.

Leaving Jingrong sitting inside the carriage, his face extremely dark.

Ji Yunshu found a large rock and sat down, unscrewing her water flask to take a sip. She watched those iron-blooded guards settling the horses, each drenched in sweat, their backs soaked through, moreover tanned pitch-black by the sun.

It was truly too hard on them!

Just watching made her feel sorry for them.

When Jingrong descended from the carriage, his clothes were already on and worn very neatly.

His sharp eyes swept around this grove. Towering trees surrounded them, leaves dense, wrapping this official road very tightly. Strong winds burrowed through the forest, cool and refreshing, accompanied by the rustling sound of leaves—quite pleasant.

Compared to the yellow earth hills under the blazing sun, this place was clearly a paradise on earth.

Lang Bo finished tying the horses and walked over, asking, “Your Highness, how long are we preparing to rest here?”

Jingrong secretly glanced at Ji Yunshu, seeing that woman’s face flushed red from the heat, her forehead covered with crystalline beads of sweat. After days of traveling, let alone a woman—even a man couldn’t bear it.

Thinking about it, he instructed, “Rest here for a while. We’ll leave after the sun sets.”

Lang Bo was surprised. “Leave after the sun sets? But Your Highness, our travel schedule has already slowed down. If we wait until the sun sets to leave, by the time we reach Yufu, it’ll probably be the middle of the night.”

Jingrong glanced at him. “Middle of the night is middle of the night. What, are you afraid of ghosts?”

“Of course not.”

“Then that’s settled. Moreover, it’s not like we haven’t traveled at night before. Besides, in this blazing sun, you all came with this Prince from the capital. You weren’t killed by enemies on the road—surely you can’t be roasted to death by the sun.”

“…”

Bro, can’t we just talk nicely?

Must you be sarcastic?

Lang Bo was also used to his words and didn’t ask further, obediently agreeing.

But then Jingrong pulled him aside, discussing something in low voices.

It should be about the disaster relief silver, after all, they were close to Yufu.

Ji Yunshu withdrew her gaze and took several breaths.

The grove was very cool, with occasional cold breezes blowing away her weariness and heat.

The smooth rock under her bottom was ice-cold. Sitting on it felt like being in water.

It actually made her feel a chill.

She shivered!

At this moment, Tang Si jumped down from the carriage, fanning her face vigorously with her hand, shouting, “This damned weather is killing me with heat.”

Then she walked directly to Ji Yunshu’s side and plopped down.

The next moment, she directly took the water flask from her hands and tilted her head back to drink boldly.

This young lady truly didn’t mind.

Ji Yunshu looked at the carriage over there and asked Tang Si, “Where’s Muruo? Don’t tell me he drank too much again and fell asleep in the carriage?”

But Tang Si turned her body away, muttering, “What does that have to do with me?”

Oh my!

“I haven’t seen you two say much these past few days. Did you have a quarrel?”

“Who has that kind of time?” Her eyes rolled, she pressed her somewhat guilty lips together, then returned the water flask.

These past few days, Tang Si seemed to deliberately avoid Muruo. When Muruo spoke to her, she kept her head down, only answering with a few casual words, no longer arguing or bickering—very harmonious.

To others it seemed they’d had a quarrel, but as a woman, Ji Yunshu seemed to see through something.

There was definitely more to this!

She smiled secretly and stopped probing.

After a short while, Muruo came down from the carriage carrying his wine flask, swaying as he walked toward the large rock.

Seeing him, Tang Si immediately stood up and walked to a nearby large tree, crossing her arms and leaning against it.

Obviously deliberately avoiding him!

Like sulking.