The bathtub was quickly brought over, and the bathwater poured in to fill it.

After the guard withdrew, Feng Jiu’er stared at Zhan Qingcheng: “Ninth Imperial Uncle, could you step out for a bit first?”

“I’d rather not.” Zhan Qingcheng lay sideways on the bench the guard had brought, his gaze fixed tightly on Feng Jiu’er’s slender figure.

What?! Did the Ninth Imperial Uncle mean he intended to sit here watching her bathe and change clothes?

Feng Jiu’er really wanted to slap him. Did he think this was his own Ninth Prince’s manor?

No, no — even in his own manor, this wouldn’t be allowed.

“There are countless eyes watching outside.” She still couldn’t help shooting him a glare.

“The tent is thick enough — they can’t see what’s happening inside, don’t worry.” The Ninth Imperial Uncle remained completely composed.

Feng Jiu’er still wanted to slap him: “They even carried the bathtub in here — who wouldn’t know exactly what I’m doing in here?”

“You’re not going outside? Or do you want everyone to know that you’re watching me bathe and change?”

“Why not?” Zhan Qingcheng seemed not to care at all. “You’re this prince’s person. So what if this prince watches?”

“Don’t talk nonsense!” Feng Jiu’er lunged forward at once and covered his mouth with her hand.

What did he mean, “you’re this prince’s person”? Was that the kind of thing you could just say carelessly? Inside and out, who knew how many people were eavesdropping!

Not to mention, there was still Zeng Lanyue lying unconscious right here.

If she happened to wake up and hear that, she’d surely faint right back into unconsciousness from the shock.

The Ninth Prince, whom the whole city had its eyes on, claiming he had a woman — such explosive news would be enough to scare people to death without anyone owing a life for it.

“Ninth Imperial Uncle, stop talking nonsense — it’s truly terrifying. Could you act a little more normal?”

Zhan Qingcheng’s deep black, ink-dark eyes glinted with a dazzling sheen, looking somewhat innocent.

He always spoke so plainly and honestly — what about that was abnormal?

But then, with these small hands resting on his lips… suddenly, he opened his mouth and bit down.

Feng Jiu’er jumped in shock and hastily pulled her hand back.

She looked down at the spot he’d bitten, her heart inexplicably skipping a beat, her face flushing red.

But after thinking it over for a moment, she let it go.

“Ninth Imperial Uncle, are you wanting to drink blood again?” He’d actually bitten even her hand — wasn’t he only supposed to be willing to bite her shoulder?

Seeing that he said nothing, Feng Jiu’er glanced back at the tub of bathwater, then shot him a resentful look.

“Ninth Imperial Uncle, do you know why this girl would rather take her own life than let anyone examine her body?”

“She’d been intimate with a man.” He’d already received that information before arriving.

It was precisely because he knew his girl was here alone, with little support around her, that he had come.

Although he’d originally been sleeping soundly, he’d suddenly woken up, as if struck by some kind of premonition.

Perhaps it was because he carried her blood within him — when something happened to her, he could sense it.

“Ninth Imperial Uncle, since you already know, you should understand very well how important a woman’s reputation is in this era.”

Although Jiu’er felt that her own reputation had already been ruined beyond saving, she still wanted to persuade this stubborn ox of a man.

“You don’t want people badmouthing Jiu’er either, do you?”

“With this prince here, who would dare badmouth you?” Death without pardon!

Feng Jiu’er resisted the urge to roll her eyes and rubbed her temple. “But there will always be times when you’re not around. Ninth Imperial Uncle, can you please just stop giving me a hard time?”

“It’s already getting late. You… in your current physical condition, shouldn’t overexert yourself. Why not go back and rest early.”

“This prince will rest right now.” He lay back down.

“…” Feng Jiu’er nearly couldn’t stop herself from kicking him. “But I can’t let you stay here watching me bathe!” How many pairs of eyes were watching from outside? Ninth Imperial Uncle, could he please show even a little bit of common sense about how the world worked?