Rebirth of His Royal Highness Prince Chenghu

Chapter 312

Wu Xiha took out a set of clean clothes from the closet and gently placed them on the bed. Then, she walked quickly to the small kitchen, lit the stove skillfully, and started to boil a pot of hot water. As the fire grew stronger, the water in the pot gradually made a slight sound, and curls of hot steam rose. Wu Xiha used her hand to test the water temperature from time to time to make sure it was just right, neither too hot nor too cold. After everything was ready, she looked at everything she had carefully arranged with satisfaction, her heart full of anticipation and joy, and suddenly something occurred to her: "Shihua, go to the kitchen and tell them to remember to prepare the prince's favorite soup."

The painter bowed and replied, "Yes, Madam." Then she turned and walked towards the kitchen. Wu Xiha returned to the bed and carefully arranged the neatly folded clothes again. At this moment, a voice came from outside the door. The eunuch beside Yinzhen ran in and said, "Madam, the prince will be here soon." Wu Xiha heard it, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly and said, "I understand."

Wu Xiha took a deep breath, straightened her clothes, and walked lightly to the door to greet him. Not long after, Yinzhen strode over. Wu Xiha knelt and saluted: "Your Highness, may you be blessed." Yinzhen raised his hand to help her up, but his eyes were full of fatigue.

Entering the room, Yinzhen saw the neatly arranged clothes on the bed and raised his eyebrows slightly. Wu Xiha said softly, "Your Highness, you have worked hard today. I have prepared hot water for you to wash up, and I have asked the kitchen to make your favorite soup." Yinzhen's eyes flashed with warmth, and he sat down on the chair.

Wu Xiha walked lightly up to Yinzhen and said in a soft voice, "My husband, you have worked hard all day and must be tired. How about I help you take a bath and change your clothes. After you are refreshed, we can enjoy dinner together, okay?" Her big watery eyes looked at Yinzhen lovingly, and her face was filled with a gentle smile, as beautiful as a peach blossom in full bloom in spring.

Yinzhen looked at Wu Xiha and nodded gently. Seeing this, Wu Xiha happily led Yinzhen to the bathtub. She reached out and unbuttoned Yinzhen's clothes while saying, "My husband, I received an invitation from Aunt Chunyu sent by the Empress Dowager. It says that the Empress Dowager will hold a banquet in a few days."

When Yinzhen heard this, his expression paused, "Did the Empress Dowager have any intention of holding this banquet?" Wu Xiha shook her head, "I don't know, but I think it will be a very lively party." Yinzhen nodded and said nothing more.

Wu Xiha gently took off Yinzhen's coat and helped him into the tub. She picked up a towel and gently wiped Yinzhen's back. Wu Xiha: "My husband, do you think the Empress Dowager's banquet is related to this selection?"

Yinzhen closed his eyes and leaned against the edge of the tub, speaking slowly, "Perhaps. The harem hasn't been this lively for ages." Wu Xiha's hands kept moving as she carefully responded, "No matter what, I will stay by my husband's side."

After bathing, they changed into new clothes. Dinner was served. Yinzhen sipped his soup and praised, "This soup is still the most delicious made by Youyou." Wu Xiha smiled and said, "My husband likes it. I have the kitchen prepare different dishes every day." After dinner, Yinzhen sat on the couch and read.

Wu Xiha sat obediently beside her, picked up her needle and thread, and began to embroider. Under the flickering candlelight, the room was quiet and peaceful.

Yinzhen gently closed the book he had been reading for a long time and slowly placed it on the table beside him. He raised his head slightly, looked at the people around him, and asked softly, "Youyou, I wonder if Chaochao and Mumu are doing well these days?"

Wu Xiha raised her head slightly, looked at Yinzhen tenderly, and said with her red lips: "Don't worry, my husband, I will take care of the family affairs.