C15 (1/2)

A few years back in the Tian Sheng Dynasty, the ancestor obtained a piece of precious jade. His body was transparent and bright, without any impurities. According to legend, snow jade can nourish the body and mind, prolong life.

The ancestor found the best craftsman to carve the dragon tattoo and made a jade pendant. This piece of snow jade was then passed around from generation to generation of emperors.

The Emperor had just ascended the throne only a few years ago, and the small countries at the border had joined forces to advance while the Tian Sheng's foundations were still unstable. At that time, Prince Zhan, who was only fifteen years old, went to the front line for his royal brother. After escaping from death several times, the Emperor bestowed the snow jade passed down between successive generations of emperors to the Prince Zhan.

Prince Zhan wore snow jade all year round, and because of that, snow jade became his identity and status symbol.

Right now, the Snow Jade was being casually hung around Nangong Waner's waist.

Zi Ye could faintly feel that it was his master who had deliberately given it away. It had to be an illusion. It had to be an illusion.

For the entire afternoon, Nangong Waner leaned against the bed and looked at her drawing books. Prince Zhan leaned against the soft collapse of the bed and looked at the weapon books that he had obtained from who knows where.

Why haven't you brought me your clean clothes yet?” Nangong Wan'er asked several times. After all, he had saved her life, and she had also smoothly taken away a piece of jade that was worth 100 taels of silver. Thinking that, when Nan Gong'er saw him like this, she became even more annoyed, and couldn't help but ask a few times, but Sky King did not seem to care, and continued to flip through his weapon book happily and seriously.

Nangong Waner was obviously not able to read the book anymore, and his heart became more and more concerned. He put down the book and looked straight at Prince Zhan, ”Brother Ye, isn't it taking too long to return to the Duke Palaces?”

”En,” Prince Zhan casually agreed. He didn't even raise his head as he continued to flip through the book in his hands.

Nangong Waner was not as calm as him. She stood up from the bed and looked outside the room anxiously.

Coincidentally, Ju Xiang just returned at this time, so Nangong Waner quickly ordered his butler, Uncle Wang, to bring over a set of undergarments for the servants, and specially instructed them to bring in new ones.

”Sigh, Ju Xiang, you should go and prepare more hot water.” Nangong Waner thought to himself how did Zi Ye become his follower? He then went back to the house to retrieve a set of clothes that he had not been able to find for a long time.

Seeing that the Prince Zhan was still wet and casually leaning on the book to read, Nangong Waner silently rolled his eyes at him.

”Quickly go and wash up, don't catch a cold at my place.” Nangong Waner's tone was indeed filled with worry.

Chu Xiuhan did not hesitate, he went straight to the screen to wash, then came out to change into the service of a servant from the Zhongshu Officer Palace. Chu Xiuhan was tall and muscular, he had forcefully put on the servant's clothes until they were seventy percent pants and seventy percent sleeves, making Nangong Waner almost want to laugh.

As the sky grew darker, Ju Xiang asked if they were about to set up a meal. When Nangong Waner glanced at the collapsed Chu Xiuhan, he didn't know when he had fallen asleep. The sleeping Prince Zhan was very quiet, with a ruddy complexion.

Yes... Too red!

Nangong Waner hurriedly stepped forward to touch Chu Xiuhan's forehead, and then, he touched himself. ”God damn, what degree of strength is this? To burn like this.” Should he tell his father? Should I go to a doctor?

Hurriedly calling Ju Xiang in, the two of them struggled to get Chu Xiuhan onto their bed. He reached out to take Chu Xiuhan's clothes off.

Ju Xiang anxiously stepped forward to stop her, ”Miss, please don't! Miss, you are still a young lady, how can you treat a man like that?”