Lou Bozhou: “You sleep.” 

“Okay!” 

Yun Xinyue’s eyes lit up, looking at him expectantly. 

Lou Bozhou looked back, unmoving. 

Yun Xinyue: “…” 

The smile hanging on her lips slowly disappeared. 

“Um… I’m going to sleep.” She tried to put on a smile again, continuing to remind him. 

“You sleep.” 

Lou Bozhou was still unmoving. 

An unpleasant guess welled up in Yun Xinyue’s heart. She gasped, almost freezing her smile: “You don’t want to stay here and watch me sleep, do you?” 

“Is there anything wrong with that?” 

“Of course there is!” When he glanced over, her raised voice immediately lowered. “I’m a girl, reputation is very important. If people see a single man and woman alone in a room, I’ll be in trouble.” 

Lou Bozhou cut off her hope: “Nanling and Jiuli City don’t have such rules. Our rules are that men and women can date freely, as long as they are in love. 

“If a girl takes a fancy to someone, she’ll break off a flower and pin it on that person’s lapel. If that person agrees, they’ll use a butterfly-patterned silver ornament to pin the flower up. If the girl no longer likes him in the future, she can just take the flower back. 

“We don’t have the complicated rules of the Central Plains, so naturally there are no rules against men and women being alone in a room.” 

So, she wouldn’t be in trouble. 

“I didn’t expect your customs to be quite romantic.” 

This was indeed a fictional world, and the customs seemed very different from the Miao Jiang in her world. 

No, the point now wasn’t that, but that she couldn’t accept the progress being so fast. 

“Th-that won’t do either.” Yun Xinyue clenched the quilt, her knuckles turning white. “We don’t even know each other’s names, how can we sleep in the same room? Please go back, can’t we meet tomorrow?” 

“Lou Bozhou, the Holy Son of the Miao Jiang clan in Jiuli City, Nanling, a family of four, parents, me, and my younger brother.” He looked at her with a calm expression. “Anything else you want to know?” 

Yun Xinyue: “…” 

She took a deep breath to embolden herself, threw off the quilt, jumped out of bed, grabbed Lou Bozhou’s arm, and dragged him out the door. 

Lou Bozhou lowered his eyes, staring at the part of his arm that she was holding. 

The warmth of the girl’s hand and the softness of her fingers penetrated his clothes and were clearly felt by his skin. 

There was a strange comfort. 

After dragging him out the door, Yun Xinyue quickly turned back, jumped into the room, and closed the door halfway. 

She held the door tightly, only revealing her face: “Yun Xinyue, Princess of Xisui, a family of more than two hundred people, so I won’t introduce them. I! I’m not used to having someone in the room when I sleep, I won’t be able to sleep. We’ll talk about other things tomorrow, okay, okay!” 

After waiting for two seconds, when he didn’t speak, she took it as his agreement. 

“Good night. Sweet dreams.” 

The door was quickly closed and bolted. 

To prevent accidents, she also bolted the window, and only after checking that nothing was missed did she lie down with the quilt, and fell asleep before long. 

Therefore, Yun Xinyue didn’t know that after hearing her light and long breathing, the door bolt was picked open by Lou Bozhou. 

After entering the door, he re-bolted the door. 

Walking slowly to the head of the bed, the young man stopped, looked at her for a while, and couldn’t see anything special about her, so he lifted his robe and sat on the embroidered stool. 

During this time, he didn’t forget to keep a half-arm’s length distance, only resting his hand on his knee and sleeping with his forehead propped up. 

In the middle of the night, Yun Xinyue had a nightmare, and her breathing became heavy. 

“As expected, she’ll put on a brave face.” 

Lou Bozhou, who was woken up, breathed out heavily, thinking that raising people was indeed troublesome, and took more effort than raising Gu. 

“Don’t…” 

Yun Xinyue kicked her feet, turned over, revealing the sweaty hair on her forehead. 

The face under the hair was pale, her lips were also a little dehydrated and colorless, and her eyebrows were tightly knit, tangled like knotted ropes. 

“Don’t…” 

Her chest rose and fell violently, and her breathing was intermittent. 

Lou Bozhou closed his eyes, took a breath, reached out and turned her halfway, facing him, gently patting her back. 

“Maple leaves are yellow, autumn harvest is long, Butterfly Mother sends winter food; Spring water is warm, to plow the fields, Bird Mother manages good seeds…” 

The gentle nursery rhyme flowed softly from the young man’s mouth, like the splendor of spring, like the brilliance of autumn, outlining the scene of the Miao people working. 

This time, Yun Xinyue didn’t wake up, but fell into a deep sleep. 

Hearing her breathing become long again, Lou Bozhou retracted his hand, wiped the sweat on her forehead with a handkerchief, and continued to rest with his forehead propped up. 

When the sky shone on the dust, casting clear gray light wrapped in vast white mist on the windowsill, he pulled out the window bolt and propped it halfway on the wooden support. When he pulled it when leaving, the unstable window bolt fell again, so there was no trace of it being opened. 

Back in his room at the inn, he immediately lay on the bed, exposing his unbandaged palm and letting the Gu worms lick it. 

On the other side, Yun Xinyue had woken up, changed into an everyday orange-red dress, and didn’t need to put her hair in an elaborate bun anymore. She could tie it into several small braids and wrap them with Xisui’s unique colorful pompoms and gold ornaments. 

While the maid was braiding her hair, she was so hungry that she couldn’t stand it, and was eating breakfast with a bowl in her hands. 

When she finished breakfast, she just finished wiping her mouth and putting on makeup. 

“The princess is really beautiful.” Chunying praised her, “Look at this black and shiny hair, and this pink and moist face, you can tell at a glance that she’s a person with great fortune.” 

Of course, the self in the mirror had returned to her best state at sixteen or seventeen, with baby fat still there, so how could she not be lucky. 

Yun Xinyue smiled happily, holding her made-up face and said, “Thank you for the praise, it’s all your good skills.” 

After eating and drinking her fill, she touched her slightly bulging stomach and decided to take a walk. 

Unexpectedly, as soon as one foot stepped out of the room, she bumped into a chest. 

She stumbled and fell into the arms of the maid behind her. 

“Princess!” 

Chunying and Qiuchan were frightened, and scrambled to catch her. 

Yun Xinyue, after regaining her senses, looked at the young man standing at the door, reaching out a hand to pull her but failing. 

His palm was wrapped in white cloth. 

She covered her forehead, with a calm but slightly crazy look, and asked lifelessly: 

“Holy Son, what are you doing again?” 

Lou Ce’an, who felt a little apologetic, said gently, “I’m really sorry, is the princess alright?” 

“I’m fine.” Yun Xinyue wasn’t a delicate person, and wouldn’t hold a grudge because of what happened yesterday. 

In any case, it was true that he had saved her. 

She looked at the outstretched hand, sighed inwardly, and felt that he was probably too deeply in love at first sight. 

He was actually seizing every opportunity to find a chance to have physical contact with her, which was really well-intentioned. 

Well, who told him to be the seduction target she needed to extend her life? 

Yun Xinyue handed her hand over, placing it on his fingers. 

The sunlight under the eaves shifted, falling on the fingertips of the two people touching. Behind their fingertips, Lou Bozhou turned out from among the sparse flowers and trees, stopping. 

Dark eyes fell on them. 

Autumn was deep, green and yellow intertwined, and withered leaves fell sadly from the branches. 

Yun Xinyue inexplicably felt a chill invading her arms, and shivered slightly. 

Lou Ce’an used a little force on his hand, pulled her up, and said with concern, “The weather is getting colder, the princess must remember to add clothes.” 

“Thank you.” Yun Xinyue nodded to him and asked, “Did you come to me for something?” 

Lou Ce’an: “Nothing, just to see if the princess is well.” 

This was what he, as the Holy Son, should do. 

Yun Xinyue was a little uncomfortable: “Oh, I’m fine.” 

The scene from last night was still spinning in her mind, and she was a little embarrassed. 

Seeing her discomfort, Lou Ce’an quickly finished what he needed to say: “If the princess needs anything, just tell Chunying and Qiuchan, and they will report it. Please don’t be polite with us in Nanling.” 

Yun Xinyue’s eyes shifted and she nodded: “Okay. Thank you. I will.” 

Lou Ce’an, like Lou Bozhou, had stayed in Jiuli Town since birth, and hadn’t seen many people or encountered many things. This was his first time traveling far, so naturally he wasn’t smooth and worldly enough. 

Faced with this situation, he didn’t know what to say, so he had to say: “Then I’ll go back to work, and I won’t disturb the princess.” 

“Holy Son, walk slowly.” 

Seeing his figure disappear around the corner, Yun Xinyue breathed a sigh of relief. 

Whew, he finally left. 

She would quietly think about how to deal with this situation of exceeding the seduction standard, and then talk to him properly. 

Emotional matters couldn’t be rushed. 

Yun Xinyue patted her face, trying to think clearly. 

“Chunying, Qiuchan, let’s go, let’s find a quiet place to take a walk.” 

She lifted her skirt and turned to walk in the opposite direction. 

At the corner. 

Just as Lou Ce’an raised his foot to cross the moon gate, he was pulled behind the flowers by a hand that reached out. 

“Who?” 

After the accident yesterday, he subconsciously thought that the bandits dared to chase them to the official inn. 

The branches and leaves shook lightly, shaking off semi-yellow and semi-green thin leaves, which floated on the white hem with gold thread trim. 

Lou Ce’an stood still and saw that it was his own brother. 

“Brother?” He felt strange. “Do you have something urgent to find me for?” 

Lou Bozhou crossed his arms, staring at the hand wrapped in white cloth, and after a long time, he spoke: “Why is she willing to touch you? Teach me.” 

“Ah?” 

Lou Ce’an was stunned, not knowing what his brother was talking about. 

“How did you make her willing to hand her hand to you, teach me.” Lou Bozhou repeated. 

Lou Ce’an thought for a moment: “Maybe… the princess just needed someone to give her a hand?” 

Lou Bozhou pursed his lips. 

Coincidences couldn’t be forced.