"Quiet, servant."
"Maid, be quiet too."
Song Guo and Miao Zhu suppressed their smiles as they guided the Crown Prince couple, flanking them on both sides.
Leng Yu Yan nestled her face into Ye Yiheng's chest, clutching his clothes, and remained silent.
Ye Yiheng gave a cool command, "Prepare the hot water."
Song Guo nodded and quickened his pace toward the kitchen.
Soon, buckets of hot water were carried into the Crown Prince couple's room.
Leng Yu Yan was utterly exhausted, terribly sleepy, and her waist felt weak.
She murmured, "I want to sleep, Your Highness, I'm so tired."
"Wash up first, be good," Ye Yiheng kissed her forehead, "I'll have Miao Zhu attend to you."
She shook her head, "No."
"Why?"
"Your Highness has left too many marks on me..." she whispered softly, "I don't want Miao Zhu to see them. If she does, she might think Your Highness has mistreated me."
Ye Yiheng sighed, "You're too delicate."
"You were too forceful," she retorted.
