C13

Just as Xiao Yue was worrying about how he was going to wake Liu Ruoqing up, Yan Yuan's cold voice, which did not carry any warmth, came from the door. Her eyes carried an unfeeling coldness, and she threw her gaze at the woman who was still sleeping soundly.

Xiao Yue was startled, he then turned to look at Yan Yuan, who had already stepped into the door. Seeing that Xiao Yue was not doing anything, his thick eyebrows furrowed, and his voice became even colder.

"What is it? For such a small matter, you need This King to personally do it? "

"This servant doesn't dare, but ?" "But, Prince, my princess ?"

Xiao Yue frowned, feeling troubled, as she carefully looked at Yan Yuan. Seeing the crease between his eyebrows, his handsome face was filled with impatience.

"This servant dares not."

Although it was Liu Ruoqing's servant girl, when facing Yan Yuan, Xiao Yue didn't dare to disobey his orders in the slightest. He immediately turned around and brought a basin of water from the washstand.

"I'm sorry, Princess."

She closed her eyes and a bucket of cold water shot out towards Liu Ruoqing's body.

Ah!

Immediately after, was Liu Ruoqing's ear-piercing scream. In the next second, she had already sat up from the bed, covered in sweat.

Seeing Xiao Yue holding onto a water basin, standing in front of her with an apologetic look on his face, he bit his lower lip, not daring to speak.

Her face darkened, and without caring about the wet hair that was still dripping, she said loudly, "Xiao Yue, you ?"

As the words left her mouth, she noticed the unneeded person in the room, and when she saw Xiao Yue's trembling face, she instantly understood what was going on.

"Yan Yuan, was it you who asked Xiao Yue to splash water?"

pursed his lips, but did not explain himself. Looking at Liu Ruoqing who was gritting his teeth, he did not intend to deny it, and his manner of speaking seemed to be too casual.

"Looks like I'm really awake."

Even though he didn't directly admit it, his words were no different from admitting it.

Yan Yuan, at least you have the guts. You better pray that I don't have the chance to go back to the modern world, otherwise, I'll be the first one to go back to your ancestor's grave and dig yours out.

Liu Ruoqing gritted his teeth as he waited for Yan Yuan to finish. The hair on his forehead was still dripping with water.

As if he had found the thrill of revenge, the corner of Yan Yuan's mouth curved up without a sound.

Xiao Yue saw that Liu Ruoqing's staring eyes could give birth to a few blades, he immediately stepped forward and comforted her: "Princess, this servant will get a towel for you to wipe. It's getting late, you should follow me to the palace."

After saying all that, Xiao Yue carefully glanced at Yan Yuan and prayed that the princess and her little ancestor wouldn't fight with the prince on their way to the Imperial Palace.

Although it was a hot day, this kind of cold water that suddenly poured in caused Liu Ruoqing to wake up from the cold. Naturally, all of his sleepiness was washed away as well.

After glaring at Yan Yuan, she walked down the bed unwillingly. Without caring that Yan Yuan was still in his room, she walked behind the screen, and with Xiao Yue's help, she changed into a new set of clothes.

After everything was settled, she turned her gaze towards Yan Yuan who had not left the room.

Her small mouth twitched in disdain as she arrogantly raised her chin towards Yan Yuan, "Let's go."

In the courtyard of the prince's mansion, the butler was leading two men in from outside. His attitude appeared to be somewhat subservient.

"Prince, Prince, this way please."