Princess Yinchuan stood at the doorway, holding the bundle.
She couldn't decide whether to go in or retreat.
Su Yang hummed a tune while bathing, feeling as comfortable as could be.
Halfway through, he remembered that if the people from Dongxiang Marquis Mansion came after him, they'd recognize him by the tune, so he abruptly stopped.
He still didn't know how long this escape from marriage would last.
Though he carried plenty of silver notes with him, which took care of food and drink, traveling was never quite like being at home.
No.
Perhaps life outside might be a bit better.
The only downside was the lack of playmates.
After bathing, he was about to get up from the tub when he realized he hadn't taken his clothes.
Su Yang looked over and said, "Brother, could you hand me my clothes?"
Princess Yinchuan, "...."
Princess Yinchuan secretly gritted her teeth.
Was he really treating her like a little maid?
