The scene was awkward for a moment, and after a brief moment of panic, he became increasingly embarrassed and annoyed.
If this woman weren't Yao Yuzhi's daughter, and not so clueless, never knowing how to flatter or please him, would he have bothered to fantasize about a piece of clothing when there was a perfectly fragrant, living person right there in bed?
"What are you looking at?"
He said angrily.
"I'm a man, this is normal!"
After she finished speaking, Yao Youqing's eyes widened even more, and she shrank her neck and gasped.
Do all men smell a woman's undergarment?
This...this is impossible!
Wei Hong realized his words were inappropriate as soon as he finished speaking. Embarrassment, embarrassment, and discomfort overwhelmed him with a mix of emotions, making his complexion worse and worse. If it weren't for the fact that it was still dark in the room before dawn, Yao Youqing would have seen his ears turn red and his cheeks feel faintly hot.
He stood there watching the girl cowering on the bed like a frightened rabbit, feeling annoyed: "Get up and help me change."
Yao Youqing hesitated, peeking out her head from under the covers. She said "Oh" and timidly sat up and walked to him.
She was frightened and nervous by Wei Hong's actions, and her trembling appearance stirred a strange feeling in Wei Hong's heart. He thought that he might as well consummate their marriage today.
Since she had already seen his most embarrassing moments, he might as well go all the way and make her his own.
As he just said, he is a man, which is normal.
Besides, he's her husband, so there's nothing wrong with him taking the initiative; it's not shameful.
As Wei Hong thought about it, he opened his arms. The girl stood in front of him as usual and reached out to help him change his clothes.
They were so close that he could reach out and hug her, pressing her small body tightly against his chest, and she would have no choice but to submit, unable to break free...
She gave in to his embraces, kisses, and everything else.
Wei Hong felt excited just thinking about it, and his previous drowsiness disappeared without a trace. His gaze swept over the girl's face, neck, waist and body.
Yao Youqing was unaware of his intense gaze and stood in front of him, looking at the armor with a troubled expression.
"Your Highness, I don't know how..."
She murmured.
Before the wedding, Zhou's mother taught her how to serve her husband, and she also learned how to change clothes, but this armor... no one had ever taught her how to undo it.
Wei Hong snapped out of his daze, unfastened several clasps on his armor, and just when he thought he could take it off, he fastened them all back on.
"Have you learned it?"
Yao Youqing nodded: "I'll give it a try."
As he spoke, he began to unfasten the locks, just as he had done earlier.
Taking this opportunity, Wei Hong once again examined her slender waist. While she was focused on studying the clasp, he leaned forward slightly and gently inhaled her faint fragrance.
The pleasant fragrance wafted into his nostrils, making his blood rush faster and faster through his body.
He could no longer restrain himself and wrapped his arms around her, ready to pull her into his embrace, but the girl in front of him suddenly let out a cry of surprise.
At the same time, Wei Hong's armor fell heavily to the ground, hitting his feet and then the girl's calf before he collapsed to the side with a thud.
Wei Hong groaned, while Yao Youqing cried out in pain, tears welling up in her eyes.
Hearing the commotion, Zhou's mother didn't care whether Wei Hong was inside or not, and rushed in.
"Your Highness, what's wrong?"
She asked worriedly and stepped forward to help, but before she could do so, Wei Hong picked Yao Youqing up, placed her on the bedside, and lifted up her trouser leg.
A dark bruise was visible on the girl's left leg, which was fair and swollen to the touch, clearly indicating that it had been injured by the armor.
"You're so clumsy, you even managed to trip over your own clothes while I was changing them!"
Wei Hong said with a stern face, "Tell Zhou's mother to go and get the medicinal oil from his box."
Mother Zhou rushed over, while Yao Youqing cried, "I didn't know the prince's armor was so heavy..."
It was even heavier than the knife she had used before. She unfastened the clasp and tried to steady it, but it fell down.
Upon hearing this, Wei Hong frowned even more deeply, then looked at her arm and pinched it a few times.
"Does it hurt?"
Yao Youqing shook her head: "It doesn't hurt, only my legs hurt."
That means the arm wasn't injured.
Wei Hong felt a little relieved. After Zhou's mother brought over the medicated oil, he poured some into his palm and personally applied it to Yao Youqing's wound.
Zhou's mother hesitated, wanting to say "I'll do it," but swallowed the words back and remained silent.
Yao Youqing was pampered from childhood to adulthood. Apart from pricking her finger with a needle when learning needlework, she never suffered any other injuries.
The bruises on her legs brought tears to her eyes, especially when Wei Hong massaged and applied ointment to the wounds, making her tremble with pain.
Wei Hong noticed that the slender calf under his hand was trembling slightly, and frowned, saying, "It hurts this much from such a small injury? So delicate."
While saying this, his hands became even gentler.
Only when his palms felt slightly warm and the medicated oil had seeped into his skin did he wipe his hands and hand the bottle back to Zhou's mother.
"Rest in your room for the next few days and don't run around. You didn't break any bones, you'll be fine after some rest."
He said to Yao Youqing.
Yao Youqing sniffed and nodded, then asked him, "Your Highness, are you alright? Were you hit by anything just now?"
The armor fell off so quickly that she didn't even see if it hit Wei Hong.
Wei Hong shook his head: "It's nothing."
As he spoke, he took off his shoes, revealing a patch of red blood at the toe of his right sock. Yao Youqing and Zhou Mama exclaimed in alarm, "Your Highness, you're bleeding!"
"What's the big deal?"
As Wei Hong spoke, he casually took off his socks.
He was so focused on Yao Youqing that he didn't take off his shoes and socks in time. Now the socks were stuck to the wound, and Yao Youqing felt pain just looking at them when she took them off, and she got goosebumps.
He casually tossed the blood-stained socks aside, intending to have someone bring a basin of water to wipe them clean.
"How can this be?"
Yao Youqing said anxiously, "There's so much blood, we need to have a doctor take a look!"
Wei Hong clicked his tongue: "What's there to look at with such a minor injury?"
He then told someone to fetch water.
"Can't!"
Yao Youqing grabbed his sleeve, looked up at him, her eyes still glistening with tears.
"Your Highness, you're bleeding! We absolutely must take a look!"
Few people dared to say no to Wei Hong, and even fewer dared to tell him that he absolutely had to do this or that.
The girl's obstruction was like a clingy cat grabbing his arm; he could easily break free and didn't take it to heart at all.
But looking at the little hand holding his, the tear-streaked face, he couldn't bring himself to say the words of refusal again.
Let's just take a look, it won't take any effort anyway.
Besides... it's rare for this girl to show him any concern.
Wei Hong smiled, then quickly suppressed the smile and nodded reluctantly: "Whatever you want."
...
Li Dou had a separate courtyard in the front yard of the Prince's Mansion, but he rarely lived there, spending most of his time in the military camp.
Today, he returned to the city with Wei Hong. Because he was extremely tired from traveling for several days, he stayed there instead of heading to the military camp.
He had barely lain down when he was woken up and told that the prince was injured and that he needed to come over immediately.
He was half asleep and mistook the prince for the princess, muttering, "How could he be injured?"
It wasn't that he was hard of hearing; he was just woken up and his mind wasn't clear yet. Besides, the safest place in Shangchuan was Hucheng, and the safest place in Hucheng was the Prince's Mansion. Wei Hong couldn't possibly have been injured in the Prince's Mansion, no matter where he was injured.
The man replied, "Only the prince and princess were in the room at the time, how would I know?"
Upon hearing this, Li Dou shuddered and immediately sobered up.
They were all betting on when the prince and princess would consummate their marriage. Many people put all their money on the bet the day the prince moved to the inner courtyard, convinced that he would do it that very night.
He was the only one who steadfastly followed in Cui Hao's footsteps; the gambling king would not consummate the marriage that day.
As a result, the two of them won and made a fortune.
The prince rushed back to his residence after finishing his business these past few days, and even took a bath in the river yesterday while resting. As a result, many people think that he will definitely consummate his marriage today.
Just like last time, Li Dou decided to follow Cui Hao and bet on whatever Cui Hao bet on.
But Cui Hao wasn't sure this time either. When he said it was half and half, Cui Hao was also conflicted. In the end, just to be on the safe side, he gambled on not consummating the marriage.
Unexpectedly, he had already lost before dawn...
On one hand, Li Dou felt bad about spending his money, and on the other hand, he felt it was inappropriate for him to go in this situation. He blushed and said, "This...is it not appropriate for me to go?"
The man exclaimed, "You're the only doctor in this mansion! If you don't go, who will? Hurry up, there's already blood!"
Upon hearing this, Li Dou's face turned even redder. He thought to himself, "Isn't it normal to see blood? Why make such a fuss?"
He stood still, saying, "How about we go and get a female doctor? It's really not appropriate for me to go..."
The man was furious: "Now the prince and princess live together in the inner courtyard, it's not like before when it was just the princess alone, why are you calling a female doctor? Hurry up! She's bleeding a lot, and Zhou Mama is urging us to hurry, if we're late I'll get scolded along with you!"
There was a lot of blood?
Li Dou's face was pale and bloodless. Although he still felt it was inappropriate, he went with her anyway, muttering to himself as they walked, "What a tragedy, what a tragedy..."
Upon arriving at the main courtyard and learning that he had misunderstood and that it was Wei Hong who was injured, he finally breathed a deep sigh of relief.
He stepped forward to examine Wei Hong's injuries, carefully cleaned the wounds, applied some medicine, and bandaged them up. He then said to Yao Youqing, who was looking worried, "Your Highness, don't worry. It's just a broken fingernail; it's not a serious injury for His Highness."
Yao Youqing's eyes were red: "The ten fingers are connected to the heart, it must hurt a lot."
If the injury had been on Yao Youqing, Li Dou might have offered some words of comfort, but Wei Hong had been fighting on the battlefield for many years and had suffered countless injuries, so this injury was really just a minor one for him.