Reborn Divine Doctor: The Abandoned Girl's Legend
Chapter 164 - 34: Tying My Hair Up Only for You

Chapter 164: Chapter 34: Tying My Hair Up Only for You

Until Feng Xun walked out of the hot spring, Hong Fang had a clear glimpse of Prince Beiqing’s appearance.

Hong Fang was also a renowned handsome man in his youth in Daxia, but in front of Prince Beiqing, he couldn’t help but be startled.

The prince was young, only about sixteen or seventeen, an age only suitable to call him a youth.

From afar, he seemed ethereal, with his black hair flowing.

Up close, with brows like delicate smoke, phoenix eyes gleaming, a handsome nose, and sculpted lips, his skin was clear and radiant. He seemed neither wholly female nor male, and even someone as poetic and suave as Hong Fang couldn’t think of an appropriate adjective to describe the Prince Feng before him.

Hong Fang did not expect that Prince Feng would show such a protective demeanor, guarding that woman.

Seeing his intimate manner with the maid, she must be Prince Feng’s favored concubine; he surely could not just pull someone out from Prince Feng’s embrace.

"I deeply apologize for the offense, please forgive me, Prince Feng." Without any other recourse, Hong Fang could only order a perfunctory search in the hot spring, naturally finding nothing.

Sword Slave, worried that his young master might be overtaxed, was about to take Ye Lingyue from him, only to shrink back, startled by Feng Xun’s icy glare.

Sword Slave had never seen such an indifferent gaze from his young master before.

Holding Ye Lingyue in his arms, Feng Xun paid no heed to Hong Fang and others, casually proceeding to his residence.

"Feng Xun, the people have left? You can put me down now?" Ye Lingyue probed only after confirming that Hong Fang and the others had left.

She had been pressed against half of Feng Xun’s bare chest, inhaling his masculine scent, her face was already as red as a piece of red cloth.

"You are injured, do not move recklessly." Feng Xun’s words carried an unmistaken authoritative tone. Ye Lingyue wanted to say something, but found herself tightly held by Feng Xun, unable to struggle. She could only let Feng Xun carry her all the way to the temporary palace.

This man was obviously a sickly individual, yet sometimes he possessed astonishing strength.

Once they entered the temporary palace, Feng Xun commanded Sword Slave to bring clean clothing.

Feng Xun preferred tranquility and was somewhat of a clean freak. During this stay at the temporary palace to recuperate, he brought only Sword Slave with him, not even a maid.

After the earlier lesson, Sword Slave quickly retreated after delivering the clean clothing.

Only then did Feng Xun put down Ye Lingyue, took the dry clothes, and placed them beside Ling Yue.

"Ling Yue, where are you injured?" Feng Xun’s voice was filled with concern.

"I’m not injured; it’s my mother who is. Feng Xun... Could you turn around first?" Ye Lingyue said somewhat awkwardly.

The situation had been dire, and she had not felt self-conscious, but now, with only her and Feng Xun together, and both of them with disheveled clothing.

Only then did Feng Xun come to his senses, glancing at Ye Lingyue, then recalling how they had been embracing each other tightly, skin to skin. He didn’t even know where he found the audacity to...

He coughed a few times, with a somewhat husky breath and turned around.

In the room, a stove had already been lit. Behind him, there was the sound of clothing.

When he turned back, Ye Lingyue had already changed into the clothes, which were ones Feng Xun had worn when he was younger.

The large robe draped over her, yet it did not look out of place at all. Because the sleeves were too long, Ling Yue had to roll them up.

A modestly raised chest, a waist that can be encircled with one hand, slender legs, and the wet long hair, now casually pinned atop her head.

Despite wearing clothes from his early years, when Ye Lingyue wore them, there was an indescribable charm.

"Why didn’t you dry your hair? It would be bad if you caught a cold." Feng Xun’s eyes were filled with tenderness as he approached, unraveled Ling Yue’s hair, and began to wipe it dry for her.

At this moment, Ye Lingyue looked just like a soaked little cat.

At first, Ye Lingyue felt somewhat embarrassed, but Feng Xun’s actions were so natural that she instead felt embarrassed to refuse.

She had thought that a Prince like Feng Xun, who had been taken care of since childhood, wouldn’t know how, but his movements were so gentle, his long fingers sliding through Ling Yue’s hair, that it made Ye Lingyue’s heart inadvertently skip a beat.

The warm stove soon dried Ye Lingyue’s hair, a crow-black color against her smoothly flowing locks over her shoulders.

"It’s fine to just do a simple hairstyle, I always have trouble with it." Ling Yue, clumsy with her hands, tried to do her hair but ended up making it worse. Usually, at the Lan Residence, it was the maids who did her hair.

A soft laugh sounded beside her ear, and Feng Xun brushed her hands away, quickly fashioning a simple and elegant hair bun for her.

"Feng Xun, who would have thought, your hands are quite deft. If you were a woman, I wonder how many men you’d enchant." Ye Lingyue looked at the bun in the mirror, clicking her tongue in amazement.

Her casual remark made Feng Xun’s already thin skin blush slightly.

"I’ve only braided hair for you. As a child, I saw my father braid my mother’s hair, and I would sit on her lap, so I remember somewhat." Saying this, a glint of moisture flashed in Feng Xun’s beautiful eyes.

Ye Lingyue paused; she remembered that Feng Xun had lost his parents at a young age.

And she had heard that his Cold Syndrome was contracted around that time as well, she couldn’t help but wonder about the painful memories of this beautiful youth, like an Illusion in the water.

"Speaking of which, I’m really grateful to you today, otherwise, I probably wouldn’t have escaped from Hong Fang’s grasp. Is it daylight yet? I must hurry back to the General Mansion, as I don’t know the state of my mother’s injuries." Ye Lingyue quickly stood up.

"Hold on, with Hong Fang back in the city, he must be tightening security. Come back with me. I haven’t seen General Lan for a long time, it would be good to pay a visit to his residence." Feng Xun already knew Ling Yue had become the second young lady of the Lan Residence.

When he learned that she had also arrived in Xia Capital, Feng Xun felt an indescribable joy.

As the two of them left the temporary palace, the Sword Slave, who was like a wooden figure, had already prepared the Feng Residence’s carriage.

His expression turned a bit strange when he saw Ye Lingyue dressed in the young master’s clothes.

When she returned to Xia Capital, as Feng Xun had said, Hong Fang had set up checkpoints at all the city gates. It was thanks to the Feng Residence’s carriage’s concealment that she managed to enter Xia Capital smoothly.

Upon reaching the General Mansion, just as she got off the carriage, a figure rushed out from the Lan Residence.

Yan Che obviously sighed in relief upon seeing Ye Lingyue unscathed.

"You’re okay, Miss, that’s good."

When Feng Xun saw Yan Che, his eyebrows lifted slightly, and the latter also caught sight of a young man getting off the carriage.

When Yan Che saw Feng Xun’s appearance, he too had a moment of stupor.

There was actually such a beautiful person in this world.

Yan Che was also among those who were considered handsome, but the noble aura of the young man before him made him feel a sense of self-conscious embarrassment for the first time.

And with his natural intuition, Yan Che also felt that the relationship between this young man and Ling Yue was somewhat unusual.

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