Jingrong had just removed his outer garment and was wearing a white inner robe, preparing to apply medicine once the maid brought it in.

But then he saw Ji Yunshu enter.

He asked, “Shouldn’t you be going to take care of Bai Yin?”

“He’s a grown man with hands and feet—where would he need me to take care of him!” She set down the medicine and said, “Come here and sit down. Take off your clothes.”

Take off his clothes!

Slightly domineering!

Jingrong’s eyes gleamed wickedly, the corner of his lips curved up, and with a somewhat mischievous smile, he moved closer to her, saying, “Alright then! Should I take them off after closing the door? Or go take them off on the bed?”

A certain someone: “…”

“Or perhaps we should have someone prepare a bucket of hot water, and you and I can undress in the water together.”

A certain someone shot him a fierce glare: “Not a serious bone in your body.”

“With my own woman, where’s the need for seriousness?”

“…”

That “hungry wolf” had already circled around behind Ji Yunshu, his arms confining her small frame in his embrace. His thin, cool lips slowly drew near Ji Yunshu’s ear, saying, “Just give in to me, otherwise how will I endure this long, long night?”

That warm breath brushed against her ear, making her whole body go weak.

Her face flushed red!

That man truly had a way of teasing young ladies into helplessness, no matter how much time passed, with just a few words.

Ji Yunshu really had no way of dealing with him.

And seeing that she showed no intention of pushing him away, that “hungry wolf” became even bolder. His smiling lips moved bit by bit toward her delicate neck.

Just as he was about to kiss her—

“Your Highness!”

A voice came from outside.

The eternal lightbulb Lang Bo appeared right on schedule!

Always perfectly timed, never missing a beat.

When Lang Bo saw the scene before him, his footsteps froze at the doorway, his entire body radiating embarrassment, both cheeks trembling violently.

Should he go in? Or not go in?

Jingrong’s wickedly charming eyes immediately flashed with anger, and his mischievously smiling lips gradually tightened. He had no choice but to release the woman in his arms.

Ji Yunshu immediately took two steps forward.

Putting distance between them.

Jingrong glared fiercely at the lightbulb in the doorway and asked, “What is it?”

Lang Bo swallowed his saliva and said, “Well…”

“Well what?”

“It’s Bai Yin, he… he’s not used to sleeping in unfamiliar beds!”

Pfft!

This wasn’t strange—after all, someone who had traveled the martial world for years and even stayed on the grasslands would indeed have difficulty adapting.

Jingrong furrowed his brows slightly: “And then?”

“He absolutely refuses to go inside to sleep and insists on sleeping on the floor in the courtyard.”

“How can that be acceptable? No matter what, he’s this prince’s guest. Sleeping on the ground won’t do.”

“But he insists on sleeping there!”

“Winter is approaching now. Sleeping on the ground will make him catch cold. Never mind, this prince will go have a word with him.”

Just as he was about to go persuade his brother-in-law to sleep in a bed, Ji Yunshu immediately held him back.

She said, “You’re not dressed, and your wounds haven’t been treated with medicine yet. Sit properly and let me apply medicine for you first before anything else.”

“But…”

Ji Yunshu cut off his words, turning instead to Lang Bo: “Brother Lang, this task is entrusted to you. No matter what, you must persuade him to sleep on the bed.”

“Ah? Me?” Lang Bo pointed at himself with his finger.

“Yes, you. Hurry and go.”

Helpless!

Lang Bo had no choice but to go.

Ji Yunshu then pressed Jingrong down to sit and began removing his clothes.

Jingrong held on tightly: “Just have a maid do it.”

“I know you’re worried that seeing your wounds will make me sad, so you’ve been avoiding me.”

“Yunshu…”

“The more you hide it from me, the more worried I become.” She gave Jingrong no chance to speak or argue back, and in no time at all, she had stripped his clothes off completely.

Jingrong sat bare-chested, revealing the wounds on his chest, back, and arms.

Although the wounds were gradually scabbing over, several wounds on his back had split open.

At this moment, some blood was even seeping out!

Ji Yunshu’s eyes reddened, but she forced herself not to cry. She took out the medicine and gently applied it to his back, while instructing, “Who knows when these wounds will heal completely. During this time, you absolutely cannot move vigorously. You must drink the medicine the doctor prescribed every day. There are also many things you can’t eat. Most importantly, you can’t get them wet, and also…”

Before she finished her instructions, Jingrong said, “If you’re worried, why not move into my room and watch over me constantly—wouldn’t that be better?”

“You’re still being cheeky?”

“I’m serious.” Jingrong glanced sideways at her.

Ji Yunshu’s face flushed red as she said, “We’ll talk about it after your wounds heal.”

“Good, then this prince will recover from his injuries as quickly as possible and have you move into my room.” Jingrong smiled.

Ji Yunshu paid him no more attention and continued applying medicine.

Blood from the wounds slowly trickled down.

After a while, Jingrong’s brows furrowed slightly as he asked, “Actually, did you already guess Third Master’s meaning?”

Her hand paused slightly as she applied the medicine, then continued, saying, “I only had some suspicions.”

“Tell me about it.”

“When my mother came to Da Lin that year, it was exactly the year of internal strife in Huyi. Third Master said my father was the son of an official family who died while fleeing, and that she escorted my mother to Da Lin. But even if there was internal strife in Huyi, why would people be pursuing them? I had thought of that before, but since Third Master wouldn’t say, I didn’t ask further. Now that he suddenly brought it up again and even gave me a name, I’m thinking… this matter must not be simple.”

“You suspect your mother was connected to Huyi’s civil war?”

“Yes!”

“So have you decided? Will you go or not?”

She hesitated for a moment without speaking.

On the other side.

Bai Yin was pulling at the blanket, insisting on sleeping on the ground, while Lang Bo pulled at it, refusing to allow it.

“Bai Yin, you should still sleep on the bed.” His tone was pleading.

“No!”

“Then you won’t sleep at all today!” Lang Bo held the blanket and refused to give it to him.

Bai Yin, helpless, said, “You’re really strange. What does it have to do with you where I like to sleep? I’ve even slept in forests before—what’s wrong with sleeping on the ground? Can it really freeze a grown man like me to death?”

“I say you’re the strange one. The reason you slept in forests was because there was no bed for you to sleep in. Now there’s a bed right here in this room—why won’t you sleep in it? Besides, His Highness and Miss Ji have given orders. You’re a guest—we absolutely cannot let you sleep on the ground. Winter is almost here, and the ground is cold. If something happens to you, what would we do?”

Haha!

Bai Yin was both angry and amused. Pointing at him, he said, “I think you should hurry and go find your Miss Qin Xi instead. Not taking care of your own business, but running here to meddle in mine—your heart is really too generous!”

At the mention of Qin Xi, Lang Bo’s face filled with smiles. Hugging the blanket in his arms, he squirmed a bit and said, “My business with Qin Xi is our business.”

Uh!

Then immediately stiffened up again, saying, “In any case, His Highness ordered me to watch over you.”

Bai Yin was utterly speechless!