C56 (1/2)

”No need, I can come by myself. Prince, you just came in out of the rain, why don't you sit down and rest?”

Feng Xiwu pulled him back. Zi Lan had just gone out and must be tired after a day. She should be resting in the room right now.

If he called her back because of this, wouldn't it be hard? She might as well do it herself.

Receiving the dry towel, Feng Xiwu pushed her hair to the front with her small hands. Looking at the messy hair at the bottom half of it hurt her heart, she probably knew why Prince Jing would hurt so much if she combed it just now.

Given how chaotic things were, it was better for him to be a little more careful.

He used a dry towel to gently rub his hair.

The messy knots gradually spread out.

The peach wood brush lightly fell, and the strands of green hair dispersed in unison along with the teeth, returning to a soft and bright state.

Qu Jingxi sat on the side looking at her in embarrassment. Why couldn't he do such a simple thing?

Thinking about how his black hair flowed down his fingers, Prince Jing felt that he should train more in the future.

”Has the matter with the Prince been settled?”

Feng Xiwu caressed her hair and casually asked Prince Jing who was at the side.

”It's about time, but I'm afraid you'll be waiting in your room for too long, so you'll have to come back first.”

Hearing this, Feng Xiwu somehow thought of the wedding day again. Why didn't he fear her waiting for too long at that time?

Glancing at the trace of haughtiness in Prince Jing's eyes, Feng Xiwu did not understand and wanted to expose him, ”Then your highness …”

He had only just opened his mouth when he recalled his somewhat angry expression in the afternoon. He had no choice but to change the words that came out of his mouth.

”Prince, you don't have to worry about me. I am very safe in my house, and I am in good shape. Prince, you only need to take care of the political affairs. If I am delayed, I will become a disaster for your beauty.”

Qu Jingxi frowned and was silent for a while. ”Does the wangfei remember a saying from the people?”

Hm? Feng Xiwu felt a trace of a bad premonition, ”There is a lot of talk amongst the people, which part is the Prince trying to say?”

”If you want to marry a chicken, then do it. If you want to marry a dog, then do it.”

Feng Xiwu remained silent. Don't you think it's better to say this to me?