The cruel little princess

The secret guards here opened the door curtain, and His Royal Highness Prince Jin walked quickly to the bed with Shen Youyou in his arms.

"Miss! Miss! What's wrong with you? Wake up!" Chun Tao suddenly saw her young lady being carried into the tent by that useless prince, with her eyes closed and no reaction. She became a little worried, so she called out to her young lady.

"Shut up!" Prince Jin suddenly glanced at her. "Youyou only spent a night treating your young master and fell asleep from exhaustion. I've already had Doctor Feng examine her. Let her rest. I'll have the secret guards fetch a new small stove and casserole. You can prepare some light meals for your young lady here and serve them to her when she wakes. Keep your voice down so she doesn't wake! Go get the stove!" He waved his hand, and a secret guard came up and took Chuntao away.

Prince Jin carefully and gently placed Shen Youyou on the bed, as if she were a rare treasure. He gazed at her peaceful, sleeping face, his heart overflowing with concern. After a moment's thought, he slowly leaned over and gently reached out to help her remove her small, plain embroidered shoes. However, at that moment, he suddenly caught a glimpse of a startling, crimson stain on the top of her white brocade stockings.

Prince Jin's face instantly turned pale as paper, a wave of panic rising within him. Without hesitation, he swiftly removed Shen Youyou's stockings. A flicker of astonishment crossed his eyes as he beheld her delicate, sleek feet, like jade carvings. Her toes were round, pink, and incredibly charming, radiating a captivating charm. However, this beautiful sight was overshadowed by the blisters on her feet, caused by the wear and tear.

Prince Jin's thoughts drifted back to yesterday's scene. In that dense forest, they rushed endlessly, and Shen Youyou, determined not to delay everyone's progress, gritted her teeth and strained to keep pace. She silently endured the pain in her feet without a single complaint. She had never imagined that her seemingly strong feet couldn't withstand such intense walking, and that she had to endure such torture and suffering in private.

Thinking of this, His Royal Highness Prince Jin's heart was filled with endless regret and remorse. He blamed himself for not noticing her discomfort sooner, for not giving her more care and attention. He felt deeply remorseful and overwhelmed with guilt for his negligence. At this moment, he secretly vowed to be more attentive and considerate in the future, and never let her come to any harm again. He secretly blamed himself for not noticing the problem sooner. If he had ignored the eyes of others and directly used his Qinggong to fly her up the mountain, it would have been much more convenient. Moreover, after descending the mountain, she had not had time to rest, and had endured the excruciating pain alone to treat Shen Zijin, and now she was exhausted and fainted. He had not noticed her weakness at all, which was really... infuriating! His Royal Highness Prince Jin secretly decided that he would go out and take An Yi to the martial arts arena to fight for three hundred rounds! With his skills, he could easily defeat two An Yis! Yes, that's it!

He originally wanted to ask the secret guard to go to his tent to get the scar-healing cream bestowed by the emperor from the palace and apply it to her, but when he saw her small, delicate feet still exposed... he turned and walked to the door of the tent and whispered, "Go to my tent and get all the scar-healing cream bestowed by the emperor. Also, ask someone to get a basin of warm water and some clean gauze. Go quickly and come back soon!" After giving the order, he turned back to the tent and gently pulled a thin quilt to cover Shen Youyou. "Youyou." He held her hand gently and tenderly, "Actually, I have never told you that I came here just for you! Over the years, you have always been in my heart. Innocent you, kind you, lovely you... God knows how much willpower I have used to restrain myself from looking for you and causing you trouble! Before, I thought that as a prince and you are the daughter of a military general, I can have you and protect you openly. But now, you come to me and become so strong and powerful, so powerful, and so many people see your beauty! I don't know if I can still get you as naturally as before, but I am willing to work hard for it! I also hope you can tell me, how can I get your heart?! How can I get into your heart?!" Unfortunately, our Miss Shen didn't hear a word of His Royal Highness Prince Jin's affectionate confession!

"Your Highness, the water is here!" the secret guard reported in the tent.

"Come in!" Prince Jin gently pulled up the thin blanket to cover Shen Youyou's jade feet. After the secret guard put down the water and respectfully handed over the scar-healing cream, he waved the secret guard away.

He carefully lifted a corner of the quilt, gently reached in, grabbed the gauze in the water, wrung it out slightly, and gently wiped Shen Youyou's feet. When the soft gauze touched her round, pink, and cute toes, she instinctively retracted her feet, frowned slightly, and let out a slight moan.

Upon seeing this, His Royal Highness Prince Jin's brows knitted into a deep, pointed frown, his eyes filled with heartache and concern. His movements became even gentler, as if he feared hurting her even a little. After some effort, he finally finished wiping her feet, but he didn't stop.

He slowly opened a box of scar-removing cream and, with a finger, carefully scooped out a small amount. Then, he dipped his fingertip into the cream and, with extremely slow and gentle movements, rubbed it in circles onto the red, swollen, and scabby areas of her foot. Each application was done with exceptional concentration, as if he were handling an inestimably precious treasure.

As time went by, sweat began to bead on Prince Jin's forehead, and a blush crept across his cheeks. However, he paid no heed to these things, remaining completely absorbed in tending to her feet. Only after the last wound had been carefully salved did he breathe a sigh of relief. By then, his entire face had already flushed crimson, even his ears.

Fortunately, no one else in the tent saw him. He quickly exhaled to cover up his embarrassment.

At this moment, Chuntao came in with a food tray in her hands, followed by a secret guard who opened the curtain. "Your Highness, since my young lady is fine now, you should go back and get some rest. It's not good for my young lady's reputation for you two to be alone in the same room. We have our own servants to serve her here." Chuntao's face almost had the words "get out" written on it. This prince is really something. It's obvious that he is spoiled and has never taken care of others. It's so hot, but he still covers the young lady with a quilt. She will wake up with a lot of heat rash tomorrow. Chuntao thought as she pulled the thin quilt aside for the young lady, but she noticed that the young lady seemed to be barefoot now. What's going on? What happened? She was taken out to get the stove just now. The young lady was alone with the prince. She was so tired and sleepy now that it was impossible for her to take off her shoes and socks by herself. There was only one possibility: it was done by this hypocritical Prince Jin.

Thinking of this, Chuntao really wanted to glare at His Royal Highness Prince Jin! How could this man not understand the proper taboos between men and women? He actually dared to take the initiative to take off his own lady's shoes and socks! What was the point of reading so many sage books and learning so much about so many things on a daily basis?! Was she, a personal maid, just a decoration? Naturally, she should be the one taking off the lady's shoes and socks! The more she thought about it, the more angry she became!

Chun Tao lingered by the bed, praying in her heart that His Royal Highness Prince Jin would leave the room quickly. While pretending to be busy, she nervously watched His Royal Highness Prince Jin's every move out of the corner of her eye, afraid to attract his attention.

Prince Jin seemed to sense Chuntao's uneasiness, but he didn't say much. He walked over to Shen Youyou's bedside, carefully examined her wounds, and gently stroked her forehead, as if explaining to her why he had removed her shoes and socks. He also seemed to be muttering to himself, "Thankfully, it's just a scrape on her foot; it didn't cause a fever."

Then, His Royal Highness Prince Jin took out a bottle of scar-healing cream from his arms, carefully placed it next to Shen Youyou's pillow, and instructed Chuntao: "This is scar-healing cream, which is very effective in healing wounds. Remember to apply it to her three or four times a day, and it will heal quickly." After that, he turned around and strode away, leaving Chuntao alone in the room in a daze.

After returning to his tent, His Royal Highness Prince Jin called out softly, "An San."

An San quickly appeared before His Royal Highness Prince Jin and bowed respectfully, "I am here! What instructions does Your Highness have?"

His Royal Highness Prince Jin frowned slightly, thought for a moment, and then said, "Go get the bag of tribute rice I brought and send it to Miss Shen. By the way, tell the little maid to make some porridge for Miss Shen in the evening. I guess she should be waking up by then."

After receiving the order, An San immediately headed for the tribute rice storage area. A short while later, he arrived outside Shen Youyou's tent with a heavy bag of tribute rice. He handed the rice to Chun Tao and relayed the instructions from His Royal Highness Prince Jin.

Chuntao accepted the tribute rice with tears of gratitude, nodding repeatedly to confirm her commitment to following Prince Jin's instructions. She knew that Prince Jin's concern for his young lady must indicate a special affection for her. Thinking of this, Chuntao couldn't help but worry about her. Was Prince Jin's devotion to her a blessing or a curse?