Being a princess in a world with more men than women

Lou Moyu was frightened after hearing what Xu Yuexi said. What a joke, asking the prince to take off his clothes? Two grown men, this... that scene was unbearable to imagine.

Since she insisted on seeing it, he would just take it off. Anyway, he had already decided on her in this life, and he would not marry anyone else except her.

If she changes her mind later, can he still use his innocence to buy her a chance?

Lou Moyu no longer hesitated, quickly untied his belt, opened his shirt, revealing the wound on his shoulder.

Xu Yuexi untied the bandage and checked it carefully. The wound was indeed well treated.

Then she took out medical disinfectant from the space mall, disinfected it first, and then re-bandaged it with gauze.

"The wound has been treated very well. From now on, you should wipe the wound with this disinfectant every day, and then wrap it with this gauze. You can stop using it after the wound scabs over.

This is an anti-inflammatory drug. Take it twice a day, two pills each time, with a 4-hour interval between the two doses. Take it for three consecutive days.”

After Xu Yuexi treated her wound, she began to take things out from the space mall, explaining usage and dosage as she took them out.

Anyway, she had already been exposed in front of Lou Moyu, so she had no psychological burden at all when taking things now.

"Yes, I've made note of it. Thank you, Princess." Lou Moyu replied in a low voice.

When Xu Yuexi heard that Lou Moyu's voice was not right, she quickly looked up at him.

Only then did she realize that he had already put on his clothes, but his fair cheeks were red, and his hands were unconsciously rubbing the corners of his clothes. Seeing her looking at him, he gave her a shy smile and then lowered his head.

This, this, is he shy? Are all men here so shy? Isn't it just a look at the wound? He's so shy when he doesn't even show half of his upper body?

Oh my goodness, this young man's shy expression is really unbearable for her, an old woman who has lived for decades.

If Tang Liuqing hadn't been sitting next to her, she would definitely have done something crazy.

She regretted that she should have gotten closer to his face when she was escaping and bandaging Tang Liuqing's wound.

It was all because the sky was too dark at that time, causing her to miss the shy face of the banished immortal.

Thinking of this, Xu Yuexi immediately took out her mobile phone from the space and started taking pictures of Lou Moyu.

Having missed the exiled immortal, she couldn't miss this handsome guy again. She had to record him like this and save it for later appreciation.

Lou Moyu was attracted by the 'pa pa pa' sounds and didn't care about being shy anymore.

"Princess, what are you doing?"

"I won't tell you! I just don't understand. You're a grown man, just showing your shoulders, why are you shy? Is it that serious?

Don’t call me princess when there are no outsiders around. It’s too strange to call me princess given our relationship. You should learn from Feng Qing.”

Xu Yuexi put her phone back into her space and didn't let Lou Moyu see it. If he had seen it, she would probably have to explain it for a long time.

"Princess, do you regret it?" Lou Moyu suddenly asked.

"What? Regret?"

What did she regret? Did she regret coming to this world? Did she regret leaving the mountain? Did she regret returning to the palace? If she really had to say it, she did...

Before Xu Yuexi could think deeply, she heard Lou Moyu say:

"Princess, I don't have a distinguished family background, nor do I have the distinguished status of a prince. I am just a businessman.

Since ancient times, among the four classes of scholars, farmers, artisans and merchants, merchants have always had a low status.

The princess didn’t care before, that was because she didn’t know she was a saint.

The saint is the reincarnation of the goddess and is a lucky star. Whoever gets the lucky star will get the world. This is a rumor known throughout the Douqi Continent.

When the news that you are a saint spreads throughout the continent, many princes and nobles will come to you to ask for your hand in marriage.

Let’s not talk about other small countries for now, but the princes of the other three countries are still unmarried.

I am just a businessman, far inferior to the princes, and like an ant compared to those crown princes.

So, Princess, do you regret it? Do you regret choosing me? If you regret it, I will..."