The Princess Consort was bathing, but heard some noise outside, as if someone was trying to break in, and she couldn't help but pause and glance toward the entrance of the restroom.
"Prince, Prince, the Princess is bathing," the maid at the door shouted in a panic.
Xia Houzhe had already barged in: "Move."
Wan Chun, who was serving by the Princess Consort's side, also showed a face full of panic, stretching out her hands to block him, saying, "Prince, Prince."
"You move too!" Xia Houzhe forcefully pushed her aside, knocking her to the ground, where she hit the clothing rack beside, causing a crash with things scattering all over, her forehead even scratched open, bleeding profusely.
With no one left to obstruct him, Xia Houzhe smoothly arrived at the bath barrel and leaned down.
The Princess Consort's face was pale, and she couldn't help sinking lower into the water, covering the spring scene below her neck, her eyes looking at him with panic.
