After I traveled through the book, I became the favorite of the cold and indifferent prince.

When Yan Qingwan woke up, it was almost dusk.

The sun in the sky gradually sank to the west, leaving only a ray of afterglow shining through the window, sprinkling on every corner of the house, dyeing the walls, tables and chairs with a layer of golden glow.

The originally quiet room suddenly became warm and bright, as if it was injected with vitality.

Yan Qingwan slowly opened her eyes, and her long eyelashes fluttered gently like butterfly wings.

She blinked, adjusted to the light around her, and then slowly sat up.

Yan Qingwan looked around and realized that he had slept for the whole day.

She took a deep breath and whispered, "Xiaoman, Shiyu."

Soon, the door was pushed open.

Xiaoman and Shigure walked in with smiles on their faces.

Xiaoman walked over quickly, and while extending his hand to support Yan Qingwan, he said, "Master, you are finally awake. During the day, the prince asked us to be quiet, fearing that we would disturb you."

Yan Qingwan got off the ground, stood up, and asked in confusion: "Where is His Highness?"

Shi Yu replied, "His Highness is in the study. Some people came in the afternoon and have not come out yet."

Yan Qingwan nodded and asked, "Has Your Highness had his meal yet?"

Shi Yu shook his head and said, "Not yet."

Yan Qingwan thought for a moment and instructed, "Then let the chef in charge of the palace meals in Guanglu Temple prepare some food at all times. When His Highness is done, we can serve the food directly."

Shi Yu responded and went to make arrangements.

Yan Qingwan thought about it and went straight to the yard. She looked up at the sunset outside and took a deep breath.

Then she waited for another half an hour. It was already dark outside, but the other party still hadn't finished his work.

Seeing this, Bai Lu whispered, "Master, why don't you eat first? It's better to eat in the morning. Don't let your stomach get hungry."

Yan Qingwan came back to his senses, glanced at the empty courtyard gate, and nodded: "Okay."

After having a meal, we took a hot spring bath.

The East Palace was brightly lit.

Yan Qingwan sat on the couch, reading a book, but his mind was already flying far away.

After an unknown amount of time, footsteps were heard outside the door, and then the door was pushed open, and Si Jinchen walked in.

As soon as he walked into the room, he saw Yan Qingwan sitting under the lamp reading a book. He was slightly stunned and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.

He quickly walked over and asked in a deep voice, "Why are you still reading so late?"

Yan Qingwan heard the voice, slowly put down the book in her hand, raised her little face to look at him, raised a charming smile at the corner of her mouth, and said softly: "I just couldn't sleep, so I thought about waiting for you to come back."

Hearing this, Si Jinchen felt a surge of warmth in his heart. He reached out and gently held Yan Qingwan's hand, saying softly, "If I come back late in the future, I will send someone back to inform you. If you are sleepy, take a rest first."

Yan Qingwan nodded and said obediently, "Okay."

As she spoke, she gently put her arms around Si Jinchen's waist, rested her head on his chest, and rubbed it coquettishly.

Si Jinchen felt her dependence and intimacy, his eyes moved slightly, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise slightly, he stretched out his hands and hugged her waist tightly, hugging her tightly.

The two of them just hugged each other quietly, enjoying this warm moment.

After a while, Yan Qingwan suddenly let go of his hand, stepped back a little, looked up at Si Jinchen, and asked, "Have you had your meal?"

Si Jinchen shook his head and answered truthfully: "Not yet."

Yan Qingwan was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "It just so happens that I'm a little hungry again, so I'll eat some with you."

Si Jinchen looked at her, a smile flashed in his eyes, and nodded: "Okay."

Yan Qingwan accompanied him and drank a small bowl.

Gently putting down the chopsticks in his hand, his eyes fell on Si Jinchen opposite him, and with a bit of curiosity and doubt, he asked: "Your Highness, do I have to pay my respects to my mother every morning from now on?"

Si Jinchen seemed to have not expected her to ask this question. He was silent for a moment, shook his head, and explained in a deep voice: "No, only the concubines in the harem need to go to pay respects to the queen mother every day. As a daughter-in-law, you only need to go once every ten days."

After listening to this, Yan Qingwan nodded thoughtfully.

The frequency of once every ten days is acceptable to her. This way she can express respect to her mother-in-law without being too cumbersome, and she can also have her own living space.

She felt that this arrangement was very reasonable and made her feel a lot more relaxed.

Si Jinchen put down his chopsticks soon after, and looked at her, his eyes dim, "Have you taken a bath?"

Yan Qingwan's face flushed slightly, and she nodded immediately, saying in a tender voice, "I've already taken a hot spring bath."

Si Jinchen hummed, stood up, and looked at her deeply, "Then wait for me."

Yan Qingwan: “…”

Looking at the other person's meaningful eyes, she thought of what happened yesterday and suddenly felt a little flustered for no reason.

But then I thought, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is handsome and has an extraordinary bearing.

Besides not suffering any loss, it also makes me feel comfortable.

Thinking of this, she suddenly curved her eyebrows and smiled brightly at him, saying softly, "Your Highness, go quickly."

Si Jinchen, "..."

When Si Jinchen came out of the bathroom, Yan Qingwan was already standing by the window, admiring the moonlight for quite a while.

Si Jinchen walked up to her and they looked at the night scene outside for a while together.

Yan Qingwan turned his head to look at his profile and blinked unconsciously.

Si Jinchen seemed to sense it and stared at her with his eyelids lowered.

After waiting for a while, Si Jinchen couldn't help but stretched out his hand and pinched Yan Qingwan's face, and asked, "What's wrong?"

Yan Qingwan grasped the other person's hand that was kneading his face, and said happily: "Your Highness, let's go to the rooftop tonight to enjoy the moon and drink! I heard a storyteller talk about traveling the world with a sword, and I was particularly interested in the story of a knight sitting on a rooftop drinking and enjoying the moon."

Si Jinchen's eyes flashed and he chuckled, "Okay."

After that, he asked Zhong Chengyi to bring back two jars of wine, and then took Yan Qing to the roof at night. The two sat side by side on the eaves, looking up at the bright moon in the sky.

The moonlight shone down, illuminating their faces and making each other's outlines appear softer.

When half of the wine was gone, Si Jinchen asked softly, "Ah Wan, do you still like to sit on the rooftop at night and enjoy the moon and drink like a knight?"

Yan Qingwan gazed at the stars in the sky, picked up the wine jar and took a sip.

Hearing this, he looked at Si Jinchen and nodded, with a smile in his eyes, "I like it, Your Highness, you are so good to me."

After saying that, she threw herself directly into Si Jinchen's arms.

Seeing this, Si Jinchen smiled helplessly, then reached out and took her into his arms, and the two of them leaned against the eaves together.

The cool night breeze blew on the two of them, bringing a lot of coolness.

Yan Qingwan felt it and unconsciously shrank closer to Si Jinchen's arms.

Si Jinchen also smiled and hugged her tighter.

After an unknown amount of time, Si Jinchen realized that Yan Qingwan had fallen asleep.

Then he carried Yan Qingwan down from the eaves and into the bedroom.

When he put Yan Qingwan on the bed, he saw Yan Qingwan slowly open his eyes.

When Yan Qingwan saw Si Jinchen, he couldn't help but shake his head again, looked at him with wide eyes, and then was stunned.

How could there be such a handsome man? Was she dreaming?

If it really exists, he should at least have a place in the entertainment industry.

So it must be a dream.

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but feel relieved.

Then, Yan Qingwan stretched out her hand and hooked her finger at Si Jinchen, with a hint of temptation in her voice, "Okay, handsome little brother, would you like to accompany me tonight?"