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When I opened my eyes, Qin Yunhao was no longer on the bed.
Rubbing my sore waist, I muttered, "Such good stamina..."
However, as I sat up and stretched, I unexpectedly saw Qin Yunhao sitting beside me.
Our eyes met, and the atmosphere became a bit awkward.
He took a sip of tea and slowly spoke, "Consort, what did you just call This King?"
I was speechless.
Damn it, why is he still here?
I forced a smile and said, "Your Highness, you woke up so early! I was concerned about your health and wanted you to sleep a little longer..."
"Is that so?"
He glanced at me with a tone that felt somewhat... sarcastic.
I hurriedly nodded, "Of course!"
Saying this, I quickly got off the bed, barefooted, and walked over to him, trying to charm him with my looks.
However, he pushed me away.
The reason surprised me.
He said, "You haven't brushed your teeth yet."
I was taken aback. "???"
Did the term 'brushing teeth' exist in ancient times?
After rinsing my mouth with salt water, I casually turned around and unexpectedly locked eyes with the prince.
He was sitting at the table, resting his chin on one hand while looking at me.
A strange feeling rose in my heart, as if I were still that ordinary girl and he was my boyfriend.
However, in reality, he stood up and walked towards me, saying, "Does rinsing your mouth take this long?"
It sounded like a reproach but also seemed to carry a hint of affection.
I had saltwater in my mouth and widened my eyes in surprise, "Huh?"
As soon as I finished speaking, he suddenly reached out and pulled me into his arms, quickly kissing my lips.
"You look better without any makeup."
I: "..."
Heh, as if you could remember what I looked like after putting on makeup.
"What's wrong, Consort?"
"Nothing..."
I swallowed the extremely salty water in my mouth and said, "Your Highness, I have already rinsed my mouth."
He nodded, "This King is going to the Court Session. Consort, remember to have your meal."
I obediently replied, "You should also remember to eat, Your Highness."
After sending off the prince and closing the door, I looked at the swaying treetops outside and suddenly had a thought.
Could it be that the prince also traveled here?
His appearance was completely different from my past life, but his name and looks were exactly like my ex-boyfriend, Qin Yunhao.
What a coincidence!
Lying on the bed, I counted the days on my fingers.
It had been three days since I last saw the prince.
Life was really...
There were too few entertainment facilities in ancient times. While thinking about it, I was planning the concept for my next story.
I hoped that he wouldn't come tonight.
I was really tired of those women's incessant gossiping in the backyard.
"Your Highness, this is the bracelet you need to examine today," came the respectful and steady voice of Steward Shi from outside the door.
I stood up nervously but suddenly felt a wave of dizziness followed by a severe headache.
I couldn't help but exclaim, "Ah!"
The Prince pushed the door open upon hearing the sound. "Consort Shen, what happened to you?"
I covered my head, trying to look as pained as possible. "Your Highness, I suddenly have a terrible headache. It might be... it might be due to catching a chill today."
The Prince furrowed his brows, clearly surprised by my sudden condition. "A chill? Is that serious?"
I nodded. "I'm afraid so, Your Highness. I... I may not be able to serve you tonight."
The Prince was silent for a moment, then slowly spoke, "In that case, you should rest. This King will call for the physician to take a look."
I felt a surge of joy in my heart but maintained a pained expression on my face. "Thank you for your concern, Your Highness."
The Prince turned to leave, and I quickly had Qingqing help me back to bed.
Lying comfortably down, I let out a long sigh of relief.
Before long, the Physician hurried over to examine me. I feigned illness to convince him that I was indeed unwell. The Physician wrote out a prescription and advised me to rest well.
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