She reached up to pull aside the bed curtains and called out, "Xiao Wangye, get up and eat." Without waiting for a reply from the person in bed, she propped up the curtains.
Xiao Wangye sat up, the thin quilt slipping to reveal the marks left by Ye Qingcheng's unrestrained passion the previous night. Even after sitting in a wheelchair for half a year, Xiao Wangye maintained his physique; he was a prime example of having muscles when clothed.
"No wonder I couldn't control myself last night," Ye Qingcheng thought, covering her face.
"Ding, congratulations to the host, the sincerity mission has reached one hundred percent. From now on, every word the male lead says to you will be sincere. Otherwise, Sansan will remind you~." Due to certain irresistible circumstances last night, Sansan hadn't come out to share this good news with Qingcheng. The mission had been accomplished the previous night.
Ye Qingcheng's eyes lit up when she heard this. Xiao Wangye mistook it for her seeing his impressive physique and becoming ravenous.
He confidently curved his lips into a smile, "Darling, you want more? Your husband can satisfy you." As he spoke, he reached out and pulled Ye Qingcheng's hand, drawing her into his embrace.
"No, no, we have to go see the venue today. You promised me," she quickly stopped him from taking further action, fearing she wouldn't be able to get out of bed all day. "Really, no, we don't have time. Later. Later, okay?"
Xiao Wangye also felt for her, unwilling to push her further if she resisted. "Alright, I won't go back on my word. We still have time. You go take a bath and sleep for a few more hours. I'll wake you up when it's time."
"Okay," Ye Qingcheng was finally satisfied. She laboriously climbed off him, not forgetting to plant a kiss before leaving.
So this was what it felt like to have mutual understanding? It was like regaining strength, seeing everything with a glow. Her chest was filled with love, swelling up. She wanted to be with her every moment, to hold her, kiss her, and tell her all her love.
"No wonder that fellow Zhou Hu was grinning like an idiot the next day," Xiao Wangye murmured, watching Ye Qingcheng's departing back.
In the bathroom.
Ye Qingcheng soaked in a bath filled with flowers, with Bi Xi massaging her. Bi Xi, who had never experienced intimacy, saw the marks on her body, her face flushing from the first glance and never subsiding. Seeing how tired her lady's eyes were, she once again marveled at how powerful the Prince truly was.
Ye Qingcheng could feel Bi Xi's gaze lingering on her and asked, "What are you looking at? What are you thinking?" her voice utterly languid.
Her face reddened further, as if caught doing something wrong, as if it could bleed. She stammered, "N-nothing, I wasn't looking at anything. I just… I thought Miss looked very tired." Her stammering was extremely endearing.
Ye Qingcheng opened her eyes and looked at her, her playful mood piqued. "Yes, very tired. I didn't expect doing *that* kind of thing to be so exhausting. You have no idea, your Prince here, he wanted it this way one moment and that way the next. Luckily, your lady's body is quite flexible…"
Bi Xi couldn't listen anymore, her neck turning as red as her face. "Ahhh, Miss, how can you tell me such things? It's so, so… oh dear." The bathroom was filled with steam, and she turned around, fanning herself desperately, but it didn't help.
"Hahaha, Bi Xi, you're so cute. I haven't even said anything yet, you're already imagining it, aren't you?" It was indeed most amusing to tease young girls. "Alright, I won't tease you anymore. I'm going to get ready and sleep for a bit. Remember to wake me up in two hours, we're going somewhere."
"Where are we going, Miss?"
Two hours later, Xiao Wangye personally woke Ye Qingcheng, using the methods couples should use. Bi Xi had the honor of witnessing the scene, her face remaining flushed until they left, and her companions emerged.
At this moment, the Prince and Princess Xiao, Lin Xiao, and Bi Xi were walking along the city's main avenue. They made no effort to conceal their identities, but in the capital, everyone knew that even sitting in a wheelchair, he exuded more authority than others standing. Following him was a handsome man with a sword at his waist; this was Xiao Wangye, the Regent.
It happened to be market day, and the streets were crowded, with many people having traveled from other counties specifically for the market.
The nineteenth day of the ninth lunar month, commonly known as the "Drunk Moon Festival," "Drunk" (zuì) is a homophone for "chase" (zhuī). Everyone knows the moon is fullest on the fifteenth of every month, and the ninth month follows the fifteenth of the eighth month. This day could be considered seizing the tail end of the eighth month's full moon to celebrate again.
"Does that mean you get to eat mooncakes twice?" Ye Qingcheng asked. If modern society had such a custom, mooncake vendors would be making a fortune every year.
Her question simultaneously sparked confusion in the three of them, and they all looked at her. Xiao Wangye spoke up, "What do you mean by 'mooncakes'?"
Oh no, I've slipped up again. Sansan, think of a way! She mentally called out to the system. There was no response. The confusion on the faces of the three in front of her grew.
"It's… it's something I saw in a travelogue. Yes, it was in a travelogue." She wiped the sweat from her brow internally, glad she'd thought of a plausible excuse.
As the saying goes, one fears not god-like opponents, but teammates like pigs. Bi Xi, at the opportune moment, undermined her: "Miss, which travelogue was it? I don't recall you liking to read travelogues?"
"It was something I read when you weren't here. Let's go, it's up ahead, right? We should go there first," she said, pushing the "pig teammate" forward quickly. The more she spoke, the more mistakes she made.
Leaving Xiao Wangye and his servant looking at each other.
The City Main Avenue, as the name suggested, was located in the very center of the city, with a Left Avenue and a Right Avenue on either side. The City Main Avenue was situated on the central axis of the Imperial City, directly facing the palace, symbolizing prosperity and flourishing. It was also the liveliest of the three avenues.
Various shops and branching paths indicated the distribution of different businesses. What Xiao Wangye and his group were heading for was a street specifically for selling medicinal herbs. There were quite a few shops selling medicine, but not a single establishment offering specialized medical consultations.
There were none in this era either.
"This is it," Xiao Wangye and his group stopped in front of a shop that looked neglected. The shop before them was twice the size of its neighbors and had three floors.
"The space is quite good. Xiao Wangye, how did you find this shop?" Ye Qingcheng asked him.
"Replying to the Princess Consort, this was originally the Prince's property, even before he took over the army," Lin Xiao explained to her.
It seemed that Xiao Wangye truly lived up to his title as Regent, knowing how to grasp control of the medical industry even in his teens.
"Why didn't you continue to operate it?"
"If you want to know, I'll tell you privately tonight." What was a perfectly normal statement coming from Xiao Wangye carried an infinite amount of suggestive charm.
The two people beside them covered their mouths and coughed to hide their embarrassment.