Ji Huaian did not refute and let her take the brush from his hand with a faint smile on his face.

Jiang Rou put a towel into the water, soaked the cotton handkerchief in her hand with warm water, took it out and wrung it dry, then walked towards Ji Huaian.

Ji Huaian was about to reach out to take the cotton handkerchief, but his hand fell empty. He saw Jiang Rou holding the cotton handkerchief to clean his face. While Ji Huaian was distracted, Jiang Rou had already taken action.

Seeing that the two were so close to each other, Ji Huaian gave up struggling and obediently let Jiang Rou clean his face.

Ji Huaian was tall, and Jiang Rou only reached his shoulders when she stood in front of him. When she cleaned his face, she had to raise her hands and look up to reach him.

Jiang Rou's movements were delicate, but her arms inevitably became sore after a long time. Ji Huaian, who was always paying attention to Jiang Rou, naturally noticed this problem, so he lowered his head and bent down to make it easier for Jiang Rou to perform.

He knew that this action would bring the two closer together, but when Ji Huaian looked up, he realized how close they were.

For example, Ji Huaian could see the fuzz on Jiang Rou's face when he slightly raised his eyes, and the hot air exhaled from Jiang Rou's nostrils also hit Ji Huaian's high nose bridge.

Their actions, in the eyes of others, would be seen as committing adultery in broad daylight. For example, when Fu Yun came back from a mission to report on the situation, as soon as he entered the room, he saw his own prince bending over and lowering his head to approach Jiang Rou.

His eyes were as big as bells. He had only been away for a few days. Why did things develop so quickly? How did the prince and Miss Jiang become a couple?

Qingfan, who was standing by, raised his eyebrows when he saw this, fearing that the prince would discover these two extremely dazzling guys, so he hurriedly pulled the dazed Fuyun away from the spot.

Ji Huaian had just made up his mind, and his sweetheart was right next to him, but he was afraid of offending Jiang Rou, so he could only endure it.

Jiang Rou acted as if nothing had happened. After cleaning Ji Huaian's face, she naturally left the place, leaving Ji Huaian standing there alone with his hands slightly clenched under his long sleeves.

Jiang Rou put the cotton handkerchief into the basin, turned around and said softly to Ji Huaian, "Prince, please wait a moment. The food will be delivered soon." As she said that, she wanted to leave with the copper basin.

Jiang Rou had not taken a few steps when she heard Ji Huaian shout "Wait a minute". Jiang Rou turned around, her eyes a little puzzled, and asked, "Sir, is there anything else?"

Ji Huaian's voice was a little low. He lowered his head and looked at his injured arm, and said to Jiang Rou, "Tie my hair for me." Jiang Rou was stunned for a moment when she heard him say that. She glanced at Ji Huaian's black hair half draped behind his head, and when she saw his injured arm, she showed a regretful expression.

Then she put down the copper basin in her hand and took Ji Huaian to sit by the window. Ji Huaian, wearing a white wide-sleeved brocade robe, sat on a stool with his hands on his knees. Jiang Rou held a comb in her hand, and gently combed Ji Huaian's black hair with her fingers, gently combing his hair.

Jiang Rou moved gently, and her ten fingers deftly moved through Ji Huaian's black hair. Soon Jiang Rou had tied up Ji Huaian's hair.

Ji Huaian has sharp eyebrows and eyes, and his half-covered long hair adds a touch of gentleness to him. Now with his hair tied up, he becomes the aloof prince again.

Jiang Rou stood in front of Ji Huaian admiring her work. Feeling her scrutiny, Ji Huaian became a little nervous, his Adam's apple moving up and down. For the first time, he was unsure of his handsome face.

Jiang Rou didn't say anything, but just kept looking at him. Ji Huaian pretended to be calm and asked, "How is it?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Jiang Rou seemed to have thought of something. Her eyes lit up slightly, and she said to Ji Huaian with a smile, "Prince, wait a moment. I'll be back soon."

Then Ji Huaian saw Jiang Rou walking quickly out of the house. Thinking of Jiang Rou's gaze, Ji Huaian walked to the copper basin, looked at his reflection in the water which was no different from usual, and breathed a sigh of relief.

Hearing the footsteps outside the house, Ji Huaian quickly walked to his original seat and sat down. Then he saw Jiang Rou walking in with flowers of various colors.

Ji Huaian looked at her breathless appearance and asked with a little confusion, "What are you doing?"

Jiang Rou raised her eyebrows and smiled at Ji Huaian, her voice becoming a little more coquettish as she said, "Prince, just wait and see." As she spoke, Ji Huaian saw her walking towards him with flowers in her arms. Then Jiang Rou picked a few flowers from the pile and inserted them into his hair.

In this dynasty, not only women could wear flowers in their hair, but men could do so as well, because wearing flowers in the hair also symbolizes a bright future, so it became a common phenomenon for men to wear flowers in their hair.

It was not the first time that Ji Huaian wore flowers in his hair, but before that, the emperor had bestowed flowers on him at court banquets. Today was the first time that Ji Huaian wore flowers in his hair in private.

Ji Huaian sat obediently on the stool, even lowering his head slightly for fear that Jiang Rou would be inconvenienced, allowing the other party to exert his power over him. If this scene was seen by people in the capital, they would probably be shocked. Is this still the living King of Hell that they know?

After putting the flowers in her hair, Jiang Rou took a step back and looked at her work. The softness of the flowers softened Ji Huaian's edges. Jiang Rou nodded with great satisfaction.

Ji Huaian touched the flower on his head, and Jiang Rou praised, "The prince is the most handsome man I have ever seen." Ji Huaian, who originally felt it was strange, put down his hand, raised his eyes to look at her, and asked in a light voice, "Really?"

Jiang Rou kept nodding, as if she was afraid that Ji Huaian would not believe her, and she kept saying nice things to him. Ji Huaian had no idea what he was thinking after hearing this, but he only knew that a faint smile hung on the corners of his eyes, which had always been cold and hard.

This good mood lasted until he saw Fuyun and Qingfan were still in high spirits. Even though the two of them stumbled when speaking today, Ji Huaian did not let them be punished.

No one could understand the shock in Fuyun and Qingfan's hearts. In the past, when the emperor gave flowers to their princes, they had to wear them. But once the banquet was over, the flowers on their heads were no longer there.

But who is this man in front of him with flowers on his hair and smiling so charmingly? They were only away for two days. Could it be that his own prince had a new heart?

The two of them turned their heads at the same time, and when they looked at each other, they saw the shock in each other's eyes, so much so that they stumbled when reporting the matters. There was no way they could not help but chatter once they saw the flower on Ji Huaian's head.

After reporting the situation, the two of them lowered their heads in sync. The smile in Ji Huaian's eyes disappeared completely after hearing what they said. What a King Qi, his ambition is really big.

Because the emperor's poisoning was related to the King of Qi, Ji Huaian followed this line of investigation and found out that the emperor was not poisoned but a Gu.

The Prince of Qi's mother, Concubine De, who was executed a few years ago, had a mother who was from Miaojiang, and the poison that the emperor was poisoned with came from Miaojiang.

Not only that, according to the secret letter, Fang Xuchuan's mission over the years has been to collect money for him and to find iron ore.

The guarded iron mine discovered by Ji Huaian not long ago belonged to the King of Qi. It goes without saying why he was looking for the iron mine.

The King of Qi's intentions were too obvious: he killed his father and king, practiced weapons privately, and allied with foreign races.

When asked why he was not afraid, he said that the reason was that Fang Xuchuan was still the prince's man in the eyes of outsiders. If for no other reason, Fang Xuchuan also married the daughter of Cui. Ji Huaian secretly thought that the King of Qi had a really good plan.

Ji Huaian's face suddenly turned cold. He actually underestimated this great wise king. He had gained a good reputation among the people, and his subordinates had collected money for him. All the good things were taken by him.

The matter was almost fully investigated, but Ji Huaian hesitated. It was not for any other reason, but because he was afraid that his body would not be able to bear it after seeing it.

He picked up the pen and put it down again, carefully considering his words, and soon the whole cause and effect of the matter was written on the paper. He folded it, put it in an envelope and handed it to Fuyun, "Be careful."

After Fuyun left, Ji Huaian sat at the table, pressing his forehead with one hand. Qingfan said, "Prince, last night we followed a group of sneaky servants to the mass grave." Hearing this, Ji Huaian looked up and motioned for him to continue.

Qingfan continued, "They carried a charred female corpse and threw it into a mass grave. After they left, I went to check and found out it was Mrs. Fang who had just passed away a few days ago."

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