The arrogant imperial concubine arrives, the favorite of the regent

Yun Mujiu once again deeply felt Wu Mingwei's shamelessness.

After all, Wu Mingwei is the daughter of a miracle doctor. She is both good-looking and capable. Even though others have clearly refused, she still insists on pestering a married man.

It really is like a small knife stabbing my butt - it opened my eyes.

Doctor Wu hurriedly came to Wu Mingwei's aid. He said sternly, "Your Highness, my daughter knows medicine. She can stay by your side while you take the medicinal bath in case you have any abnormalities or discomfort during the bath."

Wei Bai was stunned. He didn't expect that Doctor Wu and his daughter would be like this. Their feelings for the prince were too obvious. They didn't even care about the face of a doctor.

Wei Song also looked a little embarrassed. He felt that Wu Mingwei was a little too hasty and had done something that was not in line with her pure and innocent image.

Yun Mujiu said casually: "Ms. Wu is not married yet, so you should pay attention to the differences between men and women and not offend the girl." She paused slightly when she said the word "difference".

Wu Mingwei frowned slightly, and her face became a little embarrassed after Yun Mujiu bluntly brought up the topic.

"Don't make me say it again." Ye Xiaohan spoke directly with a majestic tone.

Doctor Wu and his daughter were startled, and when they saw Ye Xiaohan's eyes full of murderous intent, they could only signal to each other with their eyes: Let's stop here.

Wu Mingwei whispered, "Yes, Your Majesty."

She glared at Yun Mujiu coldly and could only turn around and leave helplessly.

Yun Mujiu chose to ignore Wu Mingwei's gaze. It didn't hurt or feel anything anyway.

Doctor Wu sighed inaudibly and said respectfully, "Your Highness, I will have someone bring in hot water and herbs every once in a while. If you feel any discomfort or need anything, you can ask the guards to find me."

Taking a medicinal bath is actually not a complicated task. You just need to confirm the specific medicinal bath plan according to the patient's condition in advance and prepare the relevant medicinal materials.

Therefore, Doctor Wu did not plan to stay in the room. His old bones could not endure staying in such a stuffy house for a long time.

Then, the guards poured several basins of medicinal herbs into the wooden barrel and stirred them quickly with thick wooden sticks.

There was a soft "clang" sound.

As soon as the door was closed, everyone except Yun Mujiu and Ye Xiaohan left the room.

Yun Mujiu glanced at Ye Xiaohan who was standing against the wooden barrel. She suddenly noticed a problem and felt a little entangled for a moment.

Ye Xiaohan was standing on the wooden barrel, so he probably couldn't free his hands to take off his clothes. But now the guards had left.

Should I help Ye Xiaohan?

But wouldn't this be a bit too intimate?

But she is a doctor! Doctors should not distinguish between men and women.

Moreover, Ye Xiaohan had been standing for quite a while, and his body might not be able to hold on any longer.

Yun Mujiu gritted his teeth and quickly walked forward to Ye Xiaohan.

"Your Highness, do you need me to help you change your clothes?" After all, you don't seem to be in good condition.

Considering that you are still a patient, the sick are the most important.

Ye Xiaohan's hands that were holding the edge of the wooden barrel suddenly tightened, and his dark eyes looked at Yun Mujiu.

Yun Mujiu's big grape-shaped eyes looked straight at him, full of purity and honesty.

The new herbs added to the wooden barrel were fully melted, and thick mist mixed with the aroma of various herbs floated out, instantly filling the entire house.

The human eye's visible vision is obstructed and can only see some images vaguely.

For some reason, Ye Xiaohan suddenly had the idea of ​​teasing Yun Mujiu.

"Well," Ye Xiaohan raised his eyebrows and said calmly, "I'm sure it's not convenient."

His voice sounded like it had been polished by sandpaper, magnetic and deep.

His eyes, which were always as cold as ice, were now tinged with a faint smile.

It’s a pity that Yun Mujiu was blocked by the fog and couldn’t see Ye Xiaohan’s eyes clearly.

When Yun Mujiu heard Ye Xiaohan's voice, he suddenly felt a "bang" in his brain, as if something had exploded.

Her heart skipped a beat and her heartbeat quickened for no reason.

How come this man's voice is as good as that of a top voice actor? Hearing this magnetic voice, one's heart feels like being gently tickled by a kitten.

Yun Mujiu approached Ye Xiaohan and smelled a pleasant and refreshing cedar scent that penetrated his heart.

Even though Ye Xiaohan was not standing completely straight now, he still looked tall and strong.

Yun Mujiu stood in front of Ye Xiaohan, with his head only reaching his chest.

Her slender hands reached out to Ye Xiaohan's chest, intending to untie the dark purple fox fur cloak with cattail pattern that Ye Xiaohan was wearing on the outside.

Her slender jade-like fingers rested on the button of her cloak, and she slowly unbuttoned it with a serious expression.

Then she hung the clothes on the hanger next to the barrel.

Ye Xiaohan lowered his head slightly and watched Yun Mujiu's series of actions with his eyes lowered.

Ye Xiaohan was wearing a long robe with a round collar and narrow sleeves with a black bamboo smudge.

Yun Mujiu looked at the carved gold belt buckle on his waist and couldn't help but frown.

How do you unfasten the buckle on this man's belt? Is it like a modern belt? But it doesn't look like a belt.

She has never been exposed to it, so she really doesn’t understand!

She suddenly felt a little annoyed.

Maybe I should have gone out and asked the guards to help Ye Xiaohan change clothes.

Maybe at the beginning, Wu Mingwei should have been sent away as soon as possible, and Wei Song should have helped Ye Xiaohan change his clothes before letting them leave.

The usually calm Yun Mujiu had no idea that he was now disturbed by a trivial matter related to Ye Xiaohan.

Yun Mujiu felt a little embarrassed that he was in a difficult situation.

She said timidly, "Your Majesty, I don't know how to unfasten this belt buckle."

It was the first time Ye Xiaohan heard Yun Mujiu's shy voice. He turned his head away, hiding the smile in his eyes, but his voice remained as cold.

"The buttons are at the back waist."

Yun Mujiu took a small step forward, and she seemed to feel the heat from Ye Xiaohan's chest coming towards her.

She opened her arms and wrapped them around Ye Xiaohan's waist, but there was still a little space between her arms and Ye Xiaohan's waist, not completely in contact.

Her fingers touched the cold clasp, and she fumbled with it for a while before opening it in a panic.

Perhaps it was because the water vapor caused the temperature in the room to rise, or perhaps it was because he was inexplicably nervous, Yun Mujiu's fair face suddenly turned red, like a ripe red apple.

Ye Xiaohan smelled the girl's fresh body fragrance again, and his chest was occasionally brushed by a few strands of Yun Mujiu's hair. When he lowered his head, he smelled the fragrance of Yun Mujiu's hair.

He couldn't help but shudder, and a wonderful feeling surged throughout his body.

This was something he had never felt before.

After Yun Mujiu hung up the belt, she immediately helped Ye Xiaohan half take off his robe, but this time her eyes flickered and she didn't dare to look directly at Ye Xiaohan.

Yun Mujiu unskillfully half-pulled open Ye Xiaohan's robe, and Ye Xiaohan completely took off his clothes on his own.

The robe is made of silk brocade, and its interlayer is filled with warm silk cotton.

After wearing this warm robe, people usually wear a thin middle garment on the upper body and a pair of hakama on the lower body.

Yun Mujiu caught a glimpse of the collar of Ye Xiaohan's inner shirt, as well as the strong chest muscles of Ye Xiaohan revealed through the thin shirt.

She controlled her gaze and dared not look down.

Yun Mujiu, stay calm!

Don't look around!

"My Lord, this...can you finish the rest by yourself?"

She had already helped Ye Xiaohan take off the most difficult cloak and robe, and Ye Xiaohan should be able to take off the rest of the clothes easily without much effort.

Her little heart was beating very fast for some reason.

It’s over, it’s over. Why can’t I control my emotions at all?