The prostitute is fierce: the vicious queen does not accept joy

The prince suddenly held her hand that was wiping his hair, and asked, "Are you worried about my illness?"

Su Yueming continued to wipe for him, saying, "You are the prince."

Hearing her answer, the Prince's eyes unavoidably showed a hint of desolation again, and said, "If I'm not the Prince, wouldn't you worry about me?"

Su Yueming sighed leisurely, and said to Feng Po beside him, "His Royal Highness's robe is wet, and if the emperor and queen find out after going back like this, he will become suspicious again. Now, we can't raise any additional topics. Let's go back to Yuming Garden first." Dry your robe before leaving. You can stay in this mansion without being noticed by anyone for a whole day, and you don't care about it for a while."

"Yes!" Feng Po immediately stepped forward and said to the prince, "Your Highness, follow me."

"Even if that person enters the palace, he won't be able to get anything cheap." He said behind her as if reassuring.

Su Yueming was startled, and said, "Let's talk about this later."

When Lurong and Bi'er, who were warming hot tea for Su Yueming in the room, saw the person taking off the bamboo hat, they were all shocked, and for a moment, it seemed that the air had frozen.

In this world, there are actually such good-looking men.

The white clothes are better than the snow, spotless, exquisite and impeccable, unknowingly revealing the charm and beauty of turning all living beings upside down.

Seeing that both of them were stupid, they were rude.

"Say hello to the prince." Su Yueming frowned. She only knew that he was the most beautiful man in the Great Zhou Dynasty, but it was the first time that someone saw him so stupidly. Almost drooling.

"Yes, ma'am, the prince is a thousand years old." Lv Rong and Bi'er finally came to their senses, and immediately knelt down, their faces flushed red, and their hearts were pounding.

They never imagined that they would be able to see His Royal Highness the Crown Prince so closely.

The prince raised his hand, with a natural nobility and elegance in his movements, and said, "Get up."

"Yes." The two stood up and stepped aside, their hearts still beating violently.

Su Yueming ordered, "Go and move the stove to my room, and don't let anyone know that the prince is here."

"Yes, county lord."

Lvrong and Bi'er went to move the stove, moved it here and heated it up a bit, and then went out to make ginger tea soup according to Su Yueming's instructions, while Fengmo dutifully guarded the door, preventing anyone from entering at will.

"Take off the robe, I don't have men's clothes here, Your Highness can only wrap this up first." Su Yueming moved over the purple brocade printed quilt she was wearing, and said.

There were only the two of them in the room, and the prince began to undo his wet robe.

But I don't know, when I was in the palace, eunuchs, maids or nanny would take care of all these things, and the prince thought that he rarely did it himself, and the robe he was wearing was newly made, the latest style, and the buttons were especially strange , he unbuttoned it for half a day, but he couldn't undo a single button.

Su Yueming raised her eyes and saw his distressed appearance. She sighed softly, stepped forward, put her hand on his neck, and said——

"Let me do it."

"..." The prince stopped his hands and looked down at the person in front of him.

Su Yueming raised his head, a pair of white catkins moved nimbly around his neck, looking at him with extra enjoyment, the slender little finger accidentally touched his cheek.

The silky touch made his heart skip a beat, and his throat moved.