I'm a princess, so what if I have three husbands?

Chapter 94 Fear of Losing Self-Control

Zhongli Yueluo glanced at the bathtub; it was big enough. She shifted her body to the side and asked, "Why don't we go together?"

Su Fengjun stopped in her tracks, her ears turning red, and coughed lightly, saying, "Ahem... Princess, please don't joke."

Then, trying to maintain a calm tone, he said, "I'll wait for the princess outside."

Zhongli Yueluo grabbed his sleeve and blinked.

"I'm serious. You can't possibly be covered in the stench of river water. Come walk across the flower bridge with me tonight!"

His body trembled slightly as he tried to calm his rapid breathing and slowly pulled his hand away from hers.

His voice held a hint of restraint: "Princess, you mustn't."

Zhongli Yueluo pulled his hand back again: "Hurry up."

He met Zhongli Yueluo's gaze, his heart softened, but he had to restrain himself and withdrew his hand, saying, "That's not appropriate."

Zhongli Yueluo pretended to be angry, puffing out her cheeks: "If you keep bothering me like this, I'm going to catch a cold."

Su Fengjun took a deep breath, took a few steps back, and kept a certain distance from her.

His gaze remained gentle: "Princess, your health is of utmost importance."

Zhongli Yueluo flung the towel away, wrapped it around his wrist, and pulled him sharply in front of her.

He stumbled and fell into the bathtub.

The water gushed out, and he was flustered, but dared not struggle too much.

After all, in this confined space, one could easily touch Zhongli Yueluo's skin without realizing it.

She glanced at him; his cheeks flushed, and he turned his head away, unable to meet her eyes.

"Don't worry, I won't look at you. Besides, it's not like I haven't seen you before. You wash, I'll leave."

She stood up, took her robe and covered herself, then climbed out of the tub.

But once she stood outside the bathtub, she realized that her illusion magic wasn't very effective once she left her own room.

She shamelessly glanced at him again and said, "Um, Feng Jun, could you conjure up some clothes for me?"

Su Fengjun didn't dare to look at him, so she simply closed her eyes. He was going to conjure up some clothes for her? That would be a bit too much for him.

He didn't know the princess's size or preferences. What if she didn't like it after he conjured it up?

"Princess, I do not know your preferences."

"Then let it be the illusion you like." She was already shivering outside.

If she lingered any longer, she felt like she wanted to go back into the bathtub.

Although the magic power is scattered, transforming a piece of clothing is still no problem.

He chanted an incantation, and a pale yellow velvet dress appeared in his hand.

It was also embroidered with tiny flowers, and there was a matching fur-trimmed cape.

Wearing it in the cold weather would look especially warm, and Zhongli Yuelu shook the water off her body.

Then he walked to the side, lowered the curtain, changed his clothes, and came out.

Su Fengjun was still soaking in the water, not even taking off his outer clothes.

But by then he had already opened his eyes, and rarely saw her wearing yellow.

She is now like a little sun, so dazzling and bright, warming people's hearts.

"Feng Jun, are you trying to soak your hair in the water?" She tugged at her sleeve to straighten her collar and moved closer to him.

Su Fengjun looked down at his soaked clothes, too embarrassed to take them off in front of Zhongli Yueluo.

"Hurry up and wash, I'll wait for you here." Zhongli Yueluo sat down on a stool to the side, her eyes fixed straight ahead.

Su Fengjun sensed that Zhongli Yueluo was no longer looking at him, so he took off his clothes, which smelled of the river water, and put them aside.

I don't know what she was thinking, but her ears turned bright red.

Perhaps he was a little lost in thought, and he wanted to stand up and grab a dry cloth.

Then he realized that he wasn't wearing anything, and just then Zhongli Yueluo turned around, and he quickly disappeared into the water!

Zhongli Yueluo's expression changed slightly. She coughed lightly, turned her head to look away, and handed him the dry cloth.

Su Fengjun took the cloth and gently wiped the water stains off her body.

His movements were stiff and awkward, his face flushed, and he dared not meet her gaze. His voice was slightly hoarse: "Thank you, Princess."

She turned around and stared at him intently.

It looks different up close. I wanted to reach out and touch it, but I held back in the end.

She covered her eyes with both hands: "Put your clothes on, I promise I won't look at you."

"Princess!" His tone was slightly angry, but mostly shy, as he stood up from the bathtub.

He turned his back and quickly draped the clothes over his body. His magic circulated rapidly, and the moisture evaporated.

Before she could even see clearly, he had already tidied himself up and looked exactly the same as usual.

She was still wearing that same black outfit; it looked different, yet it seemed like she hadn't changed at all.

Zhongli Yueluo touched her chin, thinking, "I'm wearing such a warm color, and you're wearing black next to me. Doesn't it make you look too cold?"

"I'm used to it." He turned around, his voice low, looking at her with gentle eyes and a subtle, unspoken emotion.

He walked closer to her, noticed her disheveled hair, and instinctively reached out to tidy it up for her.

He merely twitched his fingers before retracting them into his sleeve.

Zhongli Yueluo saw through his thoughts, took her hand and placed it on her head, and she grinned, her smile radiant.

He gently rubbed it a couple of times, the strands of hair tickling his hands.

He tried to pull his hand back, but she grabbed it and rubbed her face against his palm.

As if burned by something, she quickly pulled her hand back.

Zhongli Yueluo smiled gently: "If you want to touch it, then touch it. Being so restrained is not good for your health."

Her face flushed slightly as she realized she had been hit where it hurt, but she still tried to remain calm and said, "Princess, I didn't."

His eyes then darted around, and he dared not meet her gaze; his voice was also lower than usual.

"I...I was just worried that the princess would catch a cold, so..."

Zhongli Yueluo pressed her forehead against his palm: "Then touch it, is it hot?"

He nodded, then shook his head, and she laughed.

Then, looking at him closely, she noticed that his belt was not fastened properly and went over to adjust it for him.

My body stiffened for a moment, and even my breathing seemed to stop.

Looking down at Zhongli Yueluo, her eyes seemed to be swirling with countless emotions.

Both fists were clenched tightly in his sleeves: "Princess...please don't do this."

Zhongli Yueluo tightened his belt, then looked up at him with a puzzled expression: "What's wrong?"

It was broad daylight; she wouldn't dare to lay a hand on him in public.

Seeing him so tense that his whole body stiffened, I just wanted to tease him.

She pinched his arm and pulled him closer to her: "Hmm?"

His arm trembled slightly as he tried to steady himself and gently grasped Zhongli Yueluo's wrist, slowly pulling her hand away.

His gaze held a lingering affection, and his voice was slightly hoarse: "Just... like this."

"You're getting shy before I've even done anything to you?" She released her grip and turned to leave.

He reached out and grabbed her sleeve, then turned his head slightly away.

She coughed lightly to cover her discomfort. "Princess... I'm not shy, it's just..."

He paused, his voice low and soft, as if he were talking to himself: "With the princess so close, I'm afraid I won't be able to control myself."

Zhongli Yueluo turned around and grabbed his hand: "Then don't try to control yourself."

She slowly raised her eyes, seemingly trying to seduce him.