"What's wrong?"
Yan Yuan still hadn't realized that something was wrong. Seeing her reaction was so huge, a trace of confusion flashed across his clear eyes.
Liu Ruo Qing looked down at Yan Yuan who was squatting beside his feet like a servant, and his heart was once again stirred up by the disturbance.
He tried his best to hold back the fog in his eyes as he said, "Even if you want to hurt me more, you don't need to personally squat down and wash my feet."
At this moment, Liu Ruo Qing could no longer imagine what kind of attitude this man would lower herself to.
The dignified uncle of the Kaiser, a man who even Kaiser had to give her face, was actually squatting in front of her, wanting to help her wash his feet.
She should have laughed proudly with her head raised, but she just couldn't laugh.
"Is there a problem?"
In comparison to her making a big fuss over nothing, Yan Yuan was actually extremely calm. He didn't seem to mind at all, as if it was normal for Prince Jing to wash Crown Princess Jing's feet.
There were already many court officials in the capital discussing in private that the Prince Jing had spoiled him a little too much. If they saw the Prince Jing that they respected and feared so much still intending to wash his feet, would they faint from fear?
Looking at Yan Yuan's calm and tranquil expression, Liu Ruo Qing actually didn't know how to reply for a moment.
Of course there was no problem, it was just that Prince Jing's actions were a little scary.
Just as Liu Ruo Qing was sighing to herself, the shoes had already been taken off by Yan Yuan.
Her limbs had always been ice-cold. Even in summer, she wouldn't be able to get warm, let alone in winter.
In Yan Yuan's palm, he held onto her foot that was as cold as iron, and furrowed his brows.
Liu Ruo Qing suddenly regained her senses. Seeing Yan Yuan holding onto his own foot, his face immediately burned with embarrassment.
Although she and Yan Yuan had been husband and wife many times, she still felt extremely awkward being held by both feet like this.
But Yan Yuan very naturally placed her feet into the water basin, following that, he got up and sat beside her, "If you soak for a little longer, your body will be warmer."
Liu Ruo Qing looked at him, bit her lower lip, and after being silent for a while, she leaned into his embrace and said: "Yan Yuan, you did this on purpose, right?"
Yan Yuan's body stiffened, his handsome face flickered with confusion.
Liu Ruo Qing raised her head from his embrace, a layer of mist covering her bright eyes. "You're making me like this, you want me to be unwilling to leave, right?"
"Facing her questioning, Yan Yuan's expression froze for a bit. Then, he smiled," I'm afraid you're the only woman this duke will ever get used to. If I don't seize this opportunity, I won't be able to let you get away with it in the future. "
The displeasure in Liu Ruo Qing's eyes that pretended to be, could no longer be displayed anymore.
She looked emotionally moved as she looked at Yan Yuan. Just as she opened her mouth and was about to say something, Yan Yuan beat her to it, "Don't worry, after this case is over, I promise I'll hand it over to you."
When he finished speaking, Yan Yuan had already gotten up from her side. He squatted down and took a look at the temperature of the water in the water basin.
Just as he was about to go out, Liu Ruo Qing held his hand and said, "I feel a little warmer now, so there's no need to soak in it."
She was not in a hurry to tell Yan Yuan about the decision she had made in her heart. The citizens were currently in a life and death situation, and it was not the time for them to be together with each other.
She took her feet out of the basin, took a towel from the side, dried her feet, and sat on the bed. She patted the seat beside her and said, "Come up, it's cold outside."
Yan Yuan stood in front of her, his body obviously stiff for a moment, then immediately after, he raised his eyebrows with a dazzling smile, and slightly raised his head.
"Alright."
With a low voice, he replied. With a hint of hoarseness, he removed the cold from his body and made a place for Liu Ruo Qing to sit. Then, he laid down.
At this time, it was just after midnight, and the sky had already darkened. The snow outside was still falling, although it was lighter than a feather, but every snowflake smashed onto the hearts of the people outside who had suffered from famine, and struck the hearts of the Prince Jing, Yan Yuan.
At this time, the two were not really asleep yet. Liu Ruo Qing lied beside Yan Yuan and habitually rubbed against him, trying to find some warmth within.
To her, Yan Yuan was just like a huge stove. No matter how cold she was, as long as he slept next to him, it was much more comfortable than having an electric blanket on her bed.
Thinking of this, she greedily brushed against his side a few times.
Yan Yuan noticed her little movements. First, his body stiffened for a moment, then, with a gentle smile, he wrapped his arm around her and pulled her into his embrace.
The man's body was warm with masculinity, causing Liu Ruo Qing to feel hot all over.
"You're so afraid of the cold. When you return to the capital, ask the imperial physician to treat your body."
Yan Yuan's low voice sounded out from above Liu Ruo Qing's head. His other hand wrapped around Liu Ruo Qing's body and hugged her even more tightly.
"No, the medicine is too bitter."
Liu Ruo Qing rejected him without even thinking.
She was born with cold limbs, and her master had treated her quite a bit. In terms of body healing, even though traditional Chinese medicine was more effective than western medicine, it was still incredibly painful.
When she was young, every time the old man chased after her and hit her with a feather duster, she would insist on not drinking any medicine.
When she was at the Duke Palaces a few times, she had also been forced to drink a few cups by Yan Yuan, almost taking away her small life.
Hearing her willful rejection, Yan Yuan frowned in displeasure, "A medicinal herb, if you're not willing to drink it, I will personally feed it to you!"
Liu Ruo Qing was very clear what the two words "personally" meant, and her face immediately flushed red. She was slightly annoyed in her heart.
She reached out her hand and pinched Yan Yuan's firm waist with some force. Her bashful look caused Yan Yuan to laugh loudly.
Her feet had just warmed up after soaking in it for a while, and now it was a little cold again.
If it was placed beside Yan Yuan's legs, even if he was wearing underpants, the coldness would seep in.
Yan Yuan frowned again as he reached out to grab her ice-cold little foot, and wrapped it around his palm, "Your foot is so cold, and you still dare to say that you're not going to drink the medicine!"
His voice was filled with undisguised love and heartache.
Liu Ruo Qing felt her legs, and was easily held by one of Yan Yuan's hands. Her heart was burning with passion, and a mischievous look flashed in her eyes.
After struggling for a while, he broke free from Yan Yuan's grasp, rubbed his leg a few times, and said: "Then, help me hold on for a bit, my foot will warm up immediately."
As she spoke, her legs rubbed against Yan Yuan's calf twice more. She could clearly feel that Yan Yuan's body had become even more tense, and her breathing had also become a little heavier.