A crown princess who doesn't do infrastructure construction isn't a good doctor.

Back at the Prince's residence, everyone except Beitang Yan consciously dispersed.

Back in the bedroom, Qin Suiyou could see the rattan chair that Lawson had made earlier at a glance. He quickly changed into a light nightgown and lay down on the large rattan chair that could be laid flat.

"Beitang Yan".

"what happened?"

Beitang Yan was still removing her makeup, her face covered in dense foam, her eyes still closed, but as soon as she heard Qin Suiyou call her, she immediately ran over from the bathroom.

Seeing that Beitang Yan's face and hands were still covered in foam, Qin Suiyou smiled slightly and said, "Go wash off the foam before you come over."

"it is good."

Not long after, Beitang Yan returned. Fearing that Qin Suiyou had something for him to do, he quickly dried his hands.

Qin Suiyou pointed to the wardrobe and said, "Bring me a light blanket."

Beitang Yan opened the wardrobe as instructed and asked, "Which one do you want?"

"The very top one."

Carrying a thin blanket, Beitang Yan walked to the rattan chair and carefully covered Qin Suiyou with it. Then he asked, "Why don't you sleep on the couch?"

Qin Suiyou replied with his eyes half-closed, "I'm not sleeping, I just want to lie down for a while. I need to organize the teaching materials this afternoon so that I can start teaching Xinyue and Lanya."

Beitang Yan pulled out a low stool from somewhere and sat down next to Qin Suiyou, leaning against the armrest of the rattan chair.

"What kind of lessons should I teach them? Am I even qualified to teach?"

Qin Suiyou's voice was already a little slurred, but he still replied, "Let's learn the acupoints first. Anyway, you've been free lately, so let's learn them together. Remember to call me in half an hour."

Qin Suiyou vaguely thought: Anyway, Beitang Yan had been staring at him with his eyes open while taking his afternoon nap a few days ago, so it wouldn't be bad to keep track of the time for him now.

Seeing that the person who said he just wanted to lie down for a while was already getting sleepy, Beitang Yan didn't make a sound to disturb him. He adjusted his posture and leaned against the armrest of the rattan chair, his gaze gently tracing every contour of the person in front of him.

Beitang Yan could clearly sense that his mind was currently clouded by an unknown layer, and there was an energy within him that could break through that layer, but he subconsciously did not want to do so. He wanted to simply be with the person he recognized the moment he opened his eyes, undisturbed by other chaotic worldly affairs, and he did not want to recover those memories that he might not consider that important too quickly, so that he would have many things he could avoid but had to do. By maintaining the way things were now, he could openly and legitimately not think about anything else.

Without knowing how long he had been staring at him like that, Beitang Yan noticed that Qin Suiyou had turned his head slightly in his direction. He looked up and saw that the sunlight, which hadn't reached this side when they had just returned, was already shining in through the half-open window, and it was a bit dazzling.

As Beitang Yan got up and closed the window completely, he turned around to sit back down and noticed that because the thin blanket only covered Qin Suiyou's waist and abdomen, his clothes had come undone a little due to his head tilting, revealing a bit of white skin. And from his standing position, his gaze could even see the alluring pink in the depths.

Upon seeing this eye-catching "scenery," Beitang Yan's Adam's apple bobbed involuntarily, and his ears felt hot. By the time he realized what was happening and helped Qin Suiyou straighten his clothes, his breathing was already rapid.

After turning his back to Qin Suiyou and calming his breathing, Beitang Yan couldn't help but think of the booklet he had bought at the Southwest Bookstore earlier that day.

After checking that there was still some time before the hour was up and confirming that Qin Suiyou showed no signs of waking up, Beitang Yan found the booklet in the pile of clothes he had just changed out of. While keeping an eye on Qin Suiyou's condition, he began to read it with a pursed mouth.

"What are you looking at? Your face is so red."

Beitang Yan hurriedly closed the booklet, which he had already flipped through more than half of, and then quickly tucked it behind his back. When he looked up, he saw Qin Suiyou, who had obviously been awake for a while, propping his head up with his elbow on the rattan chair and staring at him with great interest.

"No, I didn't see anything."

Qin Suiyou leisurely got up and picked up the thin blanket that was about to slip off, placing it on the rattan chair.

"Really? Then how come you forget to concentrate?"

Qin Suiyou has his own biological clock, so asking Beitang Yan to help him keep track of the time was simply to find something for him to do. Unexpectedly, Beitang Yan, who had been doing everything he was asked to do these past two days, became so engrossed in a book that he forgot the task Qin Suiyou had given him.

Remembering what he had forgotten, Beitang Yan hurriedly stood up and explained, "I didn't mean to, I was just... just..."

Qin Suiyou slowly opened the wardrobe, took out clothes, and went behind the screen. His voice came from inside.

"But in what?"

When Qin Suiyou was changing clothes behind the screen, Beitang Yan stopped on the outside, stammered for a while, and still couldn't say anything. He just lowered his head and said, "I forgot what my wife told me to do. Please punish me, my wife."

Qin Suiyou paused, his hand still fastening the buttons, then suddenly shook his head and gave a helpless smile.

"You admit your mistake quickly, then help me copy the lesson plan later."

"No problem, I'll definitely copy it carefully!"

When Qin Suiyou came out from behind the screen, Beitang Yan was already eager to try and was ready to finish copying the lesson plan to "avenge his previous humiliation".

On his way from the bedroom to the study, Qin Suiyou noticed that Beitang Yan was staring at him, even though it hadn't been as obvious as when he first woke up these past two days.

"What are you looking at? Is my outfit strange?"

Qin Suiyou had changed into a modern modified version of a traditional Chinese long gown with a front opening and frog buttons. The light and thin gauze fabric had a slight drape, making him look tall and slender with an ethereal air. However, the style was indeed not available now.

Beitang Yan looked up in a daze and stammered, "No, I didn't see anything."

Qin Suiyou then noticed that the blush that had faded from Beitang Yan's face had reappeared.

You're very suspicious.

"I think...this dress is very special, and the buttons are nice too."

They were so beautiful that he wanted to unravel them one by one by himself, and then...

"Pap-pap-pap-pap."

He slapped his face hard. Beitang Yan's slightly naive mind wouldn't allow him to think any further. If he did, his wife would definitely become suspicious again. If he didn't straighten his thinking, what if he couldn't even copy the lesson plan properly later, and his wife wouldn't let him sleep in bed with her?! No, he couldn't think anymore, he couldn't think anymore, he didn't want to…

Leading Beitang Yan, who was still babbling incoherently, into the study, Qin Suiyou pressed him down into a chair behind the desk.

"Yan, it's time to get to work. Please don't get distracted."

Beitang Yan, who didn't know what "teaching assistant" meant, knew that the character "Yan" represented himself, so he quickly became serious.

“I’m not daydreaming anymore, honey, tell me how I should copy it.”

Qin Suiyou took a blank notebook and a fountain pen from a shelf, then pulled a sheet of white paper from the desk and handed the fountain pen to Beitang Yan.

"Here you go. You use this pen to write lesson plans. It's a hard pen, just like a pencil, but there are differences. Try it out first."

Beitang Yan took the pen and weighed it in his hand. Hmm... it was a bit heavier than a pencil.

Under Qin Suiyou's guidance, Beitang Yan opened the pen cap and then tentatively wrote the three characters "Qin Suiyou" on the paper.

"This pen is nice. Does it contain ink?"

Beitang Yan immediately saw the key point: the fountain pen produces more ink, and the characters written with it are more likely to have a distinctive style compared to those written with a regular pen.

Beitang Yan held the fountain pen in both hands, twirled it around, and stroked the exquisite carvings on the pen a few times, finding it quite rare.

Seeing that Beitang Yan rarely showed any interest, Qin Suiyou said, "If you want it, I'll give it to you."

Beitang Yan looked up in surprise.

"Really! This looks... pretty expensive."

Qin Suiyou picked up the pen and glanced at it.

"It's not expensive, actually I have better ones. I'll give you one when I find one that suits you."

Before Qin Suiyou could react, Beitang Yan reached out and wrapped his arms around his waist.

"My dear wife, you're so wonderful!"

His tone was filled with obvious joy.

Actually, he wasn't happy about getting a better pen; rather, he had just noticed that the fountain pen, though well-maintained, still showed obvious signs of use. He assumed it was something Qin Suiyou cherished, and since Qin Suiyou had given it to him, he was naturally pleased.

For Qin Suiyou, this pen indeed held special significance, as it was the world's first technologically successful fountain pen, and also the first one he had ever made.

After Beitang Yan finished being happy, it was time to get to work. Qin Suiyou dictated the content of the lesson plan, and then Beitang Yan wrote it down. Although Qin Suiyou suddenly remembered that he had forgotten something after starting, he quickly put it out of his mind. There was no rush. It was better to write the first lesson plan first.