Tang Qing pushed another freshly poured teacup toward Xue Qinghe.
"..."
All of Xue Qinghe's passion and eagerness seemed to have been like punching cotton.
Looking into Tang Qing's eyes, which revealed no emotion, he felt a surge of helplessness.
"I..."
He was in a hurry.
I was so anxious that my heart was burning with anxiety.
As if possessed, he picked up the cup of tea and, without thinking, put it in his mouth, seemingly trying to cover up his loss of composure.
"hiss!"
The scalding hot tea made him gasp for breath the moment it touched his lips.
With a slight tremor, the teacup tilted.
Most of the scalding hot tea spilled onto his magnificent prince's robes, instantly soaking a large patch on his chest that clung tightly to his skin.
Tang Qing's smile deepened as she looked at his disheveled appearance.
"See, you can't rush things, and you can't rush things either."
He put down his teacup and stood up.
"My clothes are all wet, so they're not comfortable to wear."
"Come on, come with me to take a bath. I'm feeling a bit tired."
Xue Qinghe's body froze instantly.
Take a bath...?
His cheeks flushed an unnatural red.
If he were truly a man, bathing with another man, while somewhat abrupt, wouldn't be entirely unacceptable.
But the problem is...
No, she isn't!
She is Qian Renxue!
"I...I don't need to. It's nothing. I can just change my clothes."
She quickly refused, her voice trembling slightly.
Tang Qing seemed not to hear her words and walked out of the study on her own.
"Keep up."
These two simple words carry an undeniable weight of meaning.
Xue Qinghe stood there, his face turning pale and then red. In the end, he could only grit his teeth and follow along.
...
The bathhouse at Blue Silver Palace is more of a small indoor hot spring lake than a bathhouse.
It is several times larger than the swimming pools of ordinary nobles.
The entire space was filled with steam and mist, like a fairyland.
The pool water is crystal clear and is made from dozens of rare herbs. It has a faint fragrance and is said to have the miraculous effect of cleansing the soul and soothing the mind.
Xue Qinghe stood by the pool, looking at this extremely luxurious scene, not knowing where to put his hands and feet.
"I...I..."
She stammered, unable to utter a complete sentence for a long time.
Tang Qing had already taken off his outer robe, wearing only a pair of loose white trousers, revealing his upper body with smooth lines and a strong sense of power.
He stepped into the pool first, the warm water washing over his chest.
He let out a comfortable sigh and leaned against the pool wall, which was carved from a single piece of warm jade.
Zhu Zhuqing had already prepared towels and fine wine and was about to step forward to serve them.
Tang Qing waved to her.
"You can go down now."
Zhu Zhuqing was slightly taken aback, then respectfully replied "Yes," bowed, and withdrew.
As she turned to leave, her silk dress, damp with moisture, clung even tighter, perfectly showcasing her rounded, shapely curves. It swayed gently with each step, sending shivers down one's spine.
With Zhu Zhuqing gone, only Tang Qing and Xue Qinghe remained by the large bath.
Tang Qing looked at Xue Qinghe, who was still standing on the shore, looking uneasy, and spoke lazily.
"What's there to be shy about?"
"We're all grown men, what's there to be afraid of?"
"Now, it's just the two of us left here."
Xue Qinghe's heart was pounding like a drum.
She knew she had no way out.
If I continue to refuse, it will inevitably arouse the man's suspicion.
At that point, the consequences would be unimaginable.
She closed her eyes, took a deep breath, as if she had made a momentous decision, and began to unbutton her robes.
One after another.
The movements were slow and stiff.
Tang Qing couldn't help but chuckle at her dawdling.
"You're so indecisive, anyone who didn't know better would think you were a woman!"
Her hands paused, her heart nearly leaping out of her throat.
He discovered it?
impossible!
She immediately dismissed the idea.
This disguise of his was a divine skill inherited from the God of Angels, and with that magical soul bone, even a titled Douluo would never be able to see through it!
He must have just been joking.
Yes, that must be it!
She forced herself to remain calm, quickened her pace, removed the last piece of clothing, and swiftly stepped into the water, letting the warm pool water completely submerge her body.
She only felt a little safer when only her head was showing.
But when she looked up and saw Tang Qing so close to her, she couldn't suppress the blush on her face no matter what.
Steam rose, blurring the view.
But that handsome, flawless face, and those deep eyes that seemed to see through everything, were clearly imprinted in her mind.
She could even feel the extremely aggressive masculine aura emanating from him.
Although the angelic soul bone perfectly disguised all her physical characteristics, her female instincts still made her feel an unprecedented sense of panic.
With a man, in a bathtub...
This is simply the boldest and craziest thing she has ever done in over twenty years!
In order to avoid giving the other party any clues, Xue Qinghe could only stubbornly make up excuses.
"With Zhu Zhuqing here, I can't possibly take advantage of His Majesty in front of her."
"After all, she is His Majesty's concubine."
She paused, seemingly feeling that this reason wasn't enough, and continued in a tentative tone:
"Everyone in the Heaven Dou Empire knows that the Blue Silver King dotes on Zhu Zhuqing. I heard that His Majesty even gave away the immortal herbs that Poison Douluo had treasured for many years for free for her sake."
"I imagine His Majesty and Miss Zhu must be indulging in revelry every night, much to the envy of others."
Her words carried a hint of deliberate teasing.
However, Tang Qing only glanced at her indifferently.
This towering snow...
Why does your voice sound so jealous?
Unlike the ambiguous and luxurious hot springs of the Blue Silver Royal Palace, the northern border of the continent still carries a bit of a chilling cold.
Shrek Academy.
Everything here seems so simple, yet it is full of life.
On the playground, several figures were sweating profusely.
Sudden.
A staggering figure appeared at the academy's main gate.
"teacher!"
The sharp-eyed Tang San was the first to spot him, exclaimed in surprise, and immediately rushed over.
Dai Mubai, Oscar, and Ma Hongjun also stopped their practice and looked over.
Xiao Wu, who was leaning against a big tree, idly stretching out her breathtakingly long and beautiful legs, stood up instantly upon hearing Tang San's shout and quickly followed.
The crowd gathered around, and then they were all stunned.
The Yu Xiaogang before us no longer possesses the composure and dignity of the theoretical master he once was.
He was covered in blood, his clothes were tattered, and his face was as pale as paper.
Most alarmingly, his left sleeve was empty, swaying helplessly in the cold wind.
He lost an arm.
"Teacher, what's wrong with you?"
Tang San supported the swaying Yu Xiaogang, his voice trembling.
The others were also filled with shock and anger.
Who is it?
Who dared to injure their teacher like this?!
Looking at his most prized disciple, Yu Xiaogang saw endless humiliation and resentment welling up on his dejected and disappointed face.
His lips trembled, and it took him a long time to utter a hoarse sound.
"I..."
"I originally intended to go to Blue Silver City and have a public debate with the Blue Silver King."
"I want to use theory and wisdom to awaken that madman who has been blinded by power!"
He spoke with an air of righteous indignation, as if he were a saint who had come to save all living beings.
"And then what happened?"
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