They were in charge of being beautiful, and she was in charge of taking the hits.

Chapter 320 Enjoyment

The guards immediately set up their guns and shoved the civilians to the sides of the road.

"How dare you commoners slander an envoy? The deaths of the two princes must have been a misunderstanding!"

"Lord Lin, please don't speak up for them. We are just ordinary people and don't understand the establishment of diplomatic relations between the two countries!"

Wu Ziyan laughed; how could an ordinary person say such a thing?

Doesn't she understand the establishment of diplomatic relations between the two countries? If she were less educated, she probably wouldn't have said such a thing.

"Yes, Lord Lin, please stand further away, I'm afraid my stench will bother you."

Wu Ziyan calmly brushed the vegetable leaves off her head.

Chu Qiu and Chu Yu were on the verge of losing their tempers several times. They thought that Qi Zeyun and his delegation hadn't been treated like this when they entered the capital!

Wu Ziyan gave them reassuring looks, telling them that now was not the time to lash out, and that this Prince Hui would certainly not become her ally.

Now she can confidently and wholeheartedly help Qi Zeyun and Qi Zexuan.

I originally wanted to observe the situation in Xiaorong Kingdom before making a decision.

She now feels it's safer to place the power of the Xiao Rong Kingdom in the hands of people she knows.

Lin Si looked at Wu Ziyan, whose face was covered in dirt, and thought that this woman was too tolerant.

Despite being treated this way, they remained unfazed and showed no anger.

Her heart sank; she couldn't take them to the Prince Hui's residence yet.

If King Hui saw how she treated them in private, he would definitely be angry.

Let's take them to the post station first to settle them down and clean them up before taking them to Prince Hui's residence.

"Heading to the post station."

Sure enough, once they passed that noisy section of road, no one threw rotten vegetable leaves or pebbles at them anymore.

Finally, they arrived at the entrance of the post station, where people were already waiting for them.

When they went inside, Wu Ziyan dumped all the miscellaneous goods on their men.

These are the gifts they brought, and she even showed them the list of gifts.

Finally free from these cumbersome vehicles, only the people remained, unable to go anywhere.

"Please, distinguished guests of the delegation, go inside to wash up and rest. Afterwards, I will take you to the Prince Hui's residence."

She spoke so mechanically, with a poker face, that Wu Ziyan didn't want to talk to her anymore.

I went in and asked for two buckets of hot water to take a nice bath in the shower room.

But she didn't bring any servants with her, so she couldn't even get a bath: "Sister Chu Yu, Sister Chu Yu?"

"Third Sister isn't here." Chu Qiu stood outside; his most important task was to protect her safety at all times.

"Alright, come in then."

"Miss……"

"Come in, it's not like it's the first time, hurry up."

This time, Chu Qiu wasn't so hesitant and simply pushed open the bathroom door.

Then they bolted the door, and the inside was filled with a misty atmosphere.

"Come here and scrub my back."

Holding a damp towel, I gently placed my hand on her back and rubbed it vigorously a few times; it was indeed quite dirty.

Wu Ziyan found back rubbing a pleasure, and he even hummed a tune while doing it.

This is the first time I've had such a comfortable bath in so many days, after a long journey.

Aren't you going to wash?

"Yuerong and Boyu went to wash up. Yue'er is taking care of them. I'll go later."

"Just tell me to soak two buckets of water next to me. King Hui is waiting to see us."

"Your Highness...this."

"You call me Your Highness again, it seems you want to soak in the same tub with me."

"If you don't mind that I'm dirty, you can come in. This bathtub is quite spacious."

The more unfamiliar the environment, the more exciting it feels to do such ambiguous things.

Then he remembered that Changsun Boyou and Fang Yuerong lived next door.

His heart started beating faster, and his lips felt very dry.

Because the room was relatively quiet, Wu Ziyan could even hear him swallowing.

Suddenly, the urge to tease him arose again.

She took his hand and placed it on her chest: "Chu Qiu, do you think I'm fit?"

He stubbornly shook his head, preferring to tell the truth: "Not really."

"Is it soft or not? Squeeze it."

"soft."

"Were the other women soft or hard?"

"I don't know."

"Then I'll take off your clothes, and we'll wash together."

"No need... Your Highness, I can do it myself."

The moment he said he wanted to come by himself, Wu Ziyan's eyes turned to doubt.

He actually said "himself," wasn't he saying "Your Highness, I cannot"?

Your Highness, I dare not... or something like that?

Chu Qiu could only take off her outer clothes and then couldn't take them off anymore; in the end, no one could let go of that hurdle in their heart.

So I went out and got two buckets of water, and started soaking in the water next door.

While he was submerged in water, he kept thinking about what he had just been doing.

Wu Ziyan watched him give up halfway through, and thought, "This is the real Chu Qiu."

If he had just been about to soak a bucket of water for her, he would have suspected that Chu Qiu was possessed by something.

"Chu Qiu, I'm all better now. How about I give you a back rub?"

"No need, Your Highness, I'm afraid it would soil your hands."

But as soon as he finished speaking, Wu Ziyan had already walked away.

His wet hair was still dripping water, which dripped down to his shoulders.

I held a towel in my hand and wiped his back, then his chest, down to his eight-pack abs. I poked them; they were very hard.

"Your Highness, no!"

"Okay, I'm not kidding you anymore. Go wash up and get ready."

He simply placed a dry towel on the clothes rack next to him.

She went out with her hair still wet, since Chu Qiu couldn't handle such delicate tasks as styling her hair.

Fang Yuerong and Changsun Boyou have also finished washing up.

She wrapped her hair up and went into their room.

When Yue'er saw Wu Ziyan's hair wrapped up like a dumpling, she asked, "Miss, what kind of hairstyle is this?"

"Yue'er, come and help me dry my hair."

"I'll wipe it for you, young master."

"Let me do it, miss, my hair is almost dry."

Changsun Boyu held a handkerchief in his hand and wiped her face.

"Miss, it's still cold outside. Why are you walking around with your hair wet? Be careful not to catch a headache later."

"I practically flew into your room at the speed of light! Ugh, no hairdryer and so much hair!"

Changsun Boyu rubbed his hair and asked, "Miss, what is a blower?"

"It's nothing, it's just a hairdryer that dries your hair very quickly."

But this is definitely not feasible in an era without electricity.

She found it so comforting to see him carefully drying her hair that she lay down on his lap and drifted off to sleep.

Suddenly, the door was pushed open. Good heavens, Chu Qiu had finished washing up but hadn't returned to his room.

They even came here! How are we supposed to hold a pajama party?!

As soon as he came in, his eyes were fixed on her, and she squinted her eyes, seemingly enjoying it.

She felt a burning gaze and slowly raised her head.