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Chapter 419

Caught off guard, Yin Zhan lost his footing and took a few steps back. He raised his hand and threw the soup cup in the water.

It hit Qianye's chest impartially.

"what!"

Two screams sounded at the same time.

Yin Zhan was frightened, while Qianye was burned.

"You, are you alright?"

Seeing a piece of soup that quickly fainted in front of the guard, Yinzhan came back to his senses, quickly took out a handkerchief, and hurriedly went forward to wipe him.

"Why are you such a sneaky cat at the door, and why do you suddenly turn around when I come back?"

That was the soup she had just made, and she was afraid that it would be burnt by him. While muttering to herself, Yin Zhan stretched out her hand and pulled the guard's clothes to see if he was okay.

Still speechless at the little maid's words, Qianye didn't even have time to refute. A gust of cold wind hit his collar. Qianye came to his senses. When he lowered his head, he found that the little maid was tugging on his clothes.

It looked like she was trying to strip him naked. If she hadn't been clumsy and couldn't figure it out for a long time, he would have run naked by now.

"Hey, what are you going to do?"

Even if you want to fulfill your marital obligations with him in advance, you should go to the house and go to bed at least. What's going on outside the door? Do you have to let people watch?

He really couldn't figure out what was going on in the little maid's head. Before she could take off his belt, Qianye quickly grabbed her sinful little hand to stop him.

"I want to see if you're burned!"

When he met the little girl's sincere eyes, he realized that it was Qianye who he had thought wrongly: "..."

What's going on? If he hadn't been like this before, how could he have such a ridiculous idea just now?

Qianye touched the tip of his nose and replied with an awkward tongue, "I, I'm fine."

It was still winter in the first month of the year, so I wore a lot of clothes, so the small cup of soup was almost completely absorbed by the layers of fabric on my body, so it suddenly hurt a little bit, and the cold wind blew behind me, which made it much better.

It's just a pity that the clothes are missing.

Qianye specially changed into a new set of clothes today. It was the first time for him to wear such a lighter color. As a result, the clothes were completely ruined before he even wore them out.

If he had known this would happen, he might as well have chosen the black one as usual.

Qianye smacked his lips regretfully, and his look in Yin Zhan's eyes meant that something was wrong.

"I'd better let you take a look. If you really get burned and get blisters, it won't be good."

As Yinzhan spoke, she pulled away her hand and started to pull along the guard's collar. Because of the height difference, she put her feet up and stretched her neck to look in through the collar.

Qianye: "..."

With his heart racing, Qianye couldn't bear the teasing anymore. He picked up the little maid, carried her to the room, and sat on the bed.

"What are you doing?"

Her face turned red due to the sudden action of the guard, and Yin Zhan felt more and more uncomfortable due to the guilt-ridden space and strange atmosphere.

"That, that..."

"What are you trying to say?"

Qianye hesitated for a long time without saying anything. Seeing him like this, Yin Zhan was so worried that he followed him.

"Um, you, your injury is not completely healed yet. Why don't you take good care of yourself? You get up and run around and make soup. What if you accidentally open the wound again?"

"No, the wounds on my back have completely scabbed, they have grown strong and will not stretch out. I have been occupying your bed these past few days, and you have been sleeping on the chair. It is quite tiring.

So I thought that before I moved back to my room, I would make some soup for you to replenish your body. Unfortunately, the pig brain soup I had stewed all morning was spilled. "

Speaking of the latter part, a hint of disappointment flashed through Yin Zhan's bright eyes.

Wha, what soup?

Pig brain soup? !

Feeling that he had been insulted, Qianye's brows, which were not relaxed at all, became even tighter.

While Qianye was still speechless, the muffled voice of the little maid reached his ears again.

"Forget it, you've spilled it all, I'll go and make you another cup of stew."

With that said, Yinzhan got up from the bed and was about to walk out. When passing by Qianye, Qianye almost subconsciously grabbed the little maid's arm.

"What else do you want?" Yinzhan looked back at him with a confused look.

"No need to stew, I don't want to drink it."

"Are you afraid that my stew won't taste good? My cooking skills are indeed average, but I specifically asked the cook to teach me, so it shouldn't be too bad. You haven't even tasted it. How do you know it's definitely not good?"

There was a bit of grievance in the little maid's voice, which made Qianye feel dizzy, so she quickly explained,

"No, that's not what I meant. What I meant was that I don't need to make up for it."

"No," Qianye scratched his head and said a little incoherently, "I mean the soup is not important. I have more important things to tell you."

"The prince and princess have promised to betroth you to me. I want to ask you what you mean. Will you marry me?"

Qianye closed his eyes and spoke bravely.