It was the first time Jingrong had been angered by Lang Bo to the point of vomiting blood.

However, since these were his own words, he couldn’t blame anyone else. Holding in his frustration, he quickly strode to catch up with Ji Yunshu.

Lang Bo, left standing in place, was somewhat bewildered.

“Did I say something wrong?”

He was beginning to doubt his existence!

After clicking his tongue twice, he shook his head and pouted, “Catching chickens isn’t a dangerous matter. Isn’t that right?”

Young man, do you dare repeat those words to your prince?

He’d dismember you in minutes.

Do you believe it or not?

After Jingrong caught up with Ji Yunshu, they headed together in the direction of the North Courtyard.

The two of them had dirty hands and grimy faces, their clothes filthy and disheveled. As they lifted their feet to walk, a few chicken feathers could be seen falling down.

That image was somewhat comical!

Arriving at the North Courtyard, just as they entered, they unfortunately ran into Muruo.

His jaw nearly dropped to the ground in shock. His eyes full of strangeness stared at the two things before him that he couldn’t tell were ghosts or people.

“Did you two… fall into a chicken coop? Or were you chased and attacked by chickens?”

Bah!

Jingrong’s slightly cold eyes glared fiercely at him.

He said nothing!

But Ji Yunshu didn’t care. She shrugged, “A good deed for the day.”

Hm?

She didn’t explain further and left.

Muruo closed his jaw, looking at her retreating figure, and praised, “What talent!”

He then walked diagonally to Jingrong’s side. As he approached, a smell suddenly wafted through the air, making his nose involuntarily wrinkle. He covered his nose with his hand and looked Jingrong up and down with extreme disdain.

“You really stink.”

Of course! With the smell of chicken droppings all over his body, how could he not stink?

Jingrong’s face was black as thunder, his lips pressed into a line, imposing without anger.

Muruo: “Didn’t you two go on a scenic excursion? How did you end up like this? Did you really fight with chickens?”

“An accident!”

“Well, that’s quite an accident!”

Jingrong glared at him from the corner of his eye, “If you don’t speak, no one will take you for a mute.”

“I’m concerned about you both.”

No, no, no. You’re one of those spectators who doesn’t mind making things worse.

Jingrong forcefully waved his sleeve in front of his face, shaking down those soft, fine chicken feathers from his body, making his nose choke and causing him to sneeze.

“Jingrong, you did that on purpose.”

“Mm.” He coldly tossed out one word.

Yes, it was on purpose.

So what?

He walked away in a dashing and domineering manner.

Leaving Muruo behind cursing and grumbling…

After Ji Yunshu returned to her room, she had Zhuang’er and Qiao’er prepare hot water for her bath.

When the two saw her, they were also stunned, but didn’t ask many questions. After all, servants weren’t qualified to inquire so much. They could only obediently go prepare the hot water.

After preparing it—

“Mister Ji, let us serve you.”

“No need. You may leave.”

“But…”

“You’re both young ladies. How could you serve a man while bathing?”

That’s true!

“Then after you’ve finished bathing, sir, please call us.”

The two withdrew and latched the door.

Only after Ji Yunshu locked the door did she feel at ease removing her dirty clothes.

As the clothes came off piece by piece, her smooth, tender white shoulders and fragrant back were revealed.

Skin like congealed fat, breaking at a blow.

She extended her jade-like toes to test the water temperature, then slowly slid into the wooden tub. Her graceful body was immersed in the warm, clear water, stirring up white mist that settled on her delicate face and nose.

Extremely comfortable.

It had been a long time since she had taken such a good bath.

She really missed her own multifunctional bathtub.

She leaned back her head, resting it on the edge of the wooden tub. The hot water brushing against her body made her feel a trace of fatigue. She simply closed her eyes and napped for a while.

Until the hot water gradually cooled!

She reached out to hook the undergarments hanging on the screen and pulled them over, putting them on.

Only then did she come around from behind that screen to the front.

However, what she didn’t expect was—

At this moment, Jingrong had already changed into a set of clean clothes and was sitting in her room in high spirits… reading.

Yes, leisurely reading a book!

Seeing her come out, he asked, “Slept enough?”

How did he know she had just fallen asleep in the wooden tub?

That is to say…

Thinking about it, Ji Yunshu instinctively covered her slightly open white undergarment at her chest, glanced at the tightly closed main door, and was incredibly astonished.

“How did you get in?”

“Through the window.” Understatedly casual.

Uh!

“Then… how long have you been in here?”

“For a while now, but only after you fell asleep.”

“You saw?”

“Mm.” Extremely honest.

“Shameless.” Ji Yunshu cursed.

Yet Jingrong smiled wickedly and extremely smugly. He put down the book in his hand, walked before her, and stared at that face of hers that was both shy and angry.

Having just finished bathing, her face still carried a trace of flush, stirring others’ male hormones to surge instantly.

In Jingrong’s deep eyes was a barely visible desire.

He approached the woman before him again, “How about…”

Just as he was speaking—

The door was forcefully knocked twice.

Thump thump!

Perfectly interrupting his words.

“A’Ji.” Tang Si’s voice came through from outside the door.

Uh!

Ji Yunshu’s nerves tightened. If she saw or knew about the situation inside this room, wouldn’t it be impossible to explain with a hundred mouths?

Man and woman would be one thing, but this… man and man, truly couldn’t be explained clearly.

Although Jingrong had anger at being interrupted by Tang Si, secretly he was hatching some scheme. Hooking his lips, he deliberately said to her softly, “This prince will go open the door for you.”

She quickly grabbed him, blocking his way, “Right now with how I look, and the door locked, if she finds out, surely…”

“Let her see then.”

“No!”

Tang Si’s voice came from the doorway again, “A’Ji, I know you’re inside. Open the door. I have something to discuss with you.”

Bang bang bang!

Knocking on the door.

A moment later, Jingrong grasped her wrist, pulled in his direction, and directly embraced her into his solid arms.

Before she could react, a force came from her waist, and a palm pressed down on the back of her neck, forcing her to raise her head.

Jingrong lowered his head, “If you don’t want her to know, then behave yourself.”

As his words fell, his lips had already pressed against her crimson thin lips.

He kissed very lightly, very gently, very affectionately.

And kissed densely all over.

Ji Yunshu’s whole body stiffened, her eyes widening as she looked at that handsome face so close at hand. Her long eyelashes brushed against his face, trembling faintly.

Jingrong wasn’t greedy. He quickly released her, only his forehead still lightly pressed against her forehead.

“If you don’t want people to know that you and I are alone in a room together, then you’d better take the initiative to seal this prince’s mouth. Otherwise…”

Heh heh!

Ji Yunshu froze for a few seconds. Thinking that this scoundrel would definitely go open the door, and then it would be impossible to explain with a hundred mouths, she steeled herself. Suddenly, she stood on tiptoe and proactively kissed him.

Mm, Jingrong was very satisfied.

Lips touching, yet numbing the entire body.

Embracing affectionately, kissing intensely.

Until—

Tang Si finally left from the doorway.

Only then did she open her eyes, lean backward, her lips also leaving his lips.

But her body was still firmly imprisoned by Jingrong, unable to break free.

His slender fingers gently rubbed the corner of his lips, still not satisfied.

His wickedly charming eyes looked at her, “This prince is very satisfied, but… not satisfied.”