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The two of them bowed to Consort Rong and took their leave, settling into the same palanquin. Zhou Zheng, the eunuch close to Consort Rong, followed behind the palanquin, his footsteps quick yet silent in his cloth-soled shoes.
The space inside the palanquin was not small, but their elaborate attire caused their wide sleeves to intertwine, creating a sense of closeness that felt both intimate and suffocating.
Song Feiwan glanced around at the palace attendants before turning to look at the handsome man beside her, whose skin was pale and whose features were sharp.
"Your Highness," she called softly.
The man turned his obsidian-like eyes toward her. "Hmm?"
Images of their previous encounter in the medical hall flooded her mind, filled with ambiguous moments. Controlling her embarrassment, Song Feiwan asked, "I didn’t get a chance to ask you last time, how did you get those injuries?"
Xiao Yu's thin lips curved into a smile, and even the corners of his eyes seemed to brighten. "Are you concerned about me, Wangfei?"
Internally, Song Feiwan thought: Thank you, but it’s just polite conversation. Externally, she blushed slightly and replied, "You’re just pretending not to know."
Xiao Yu studied her silently for two seconds before a smile spread across his eyes as he said cheerfully, "It’s nothing serious."
"Then why are you making such a fuss?"
She hadn’t really intended to pry into how he got hurt; after all, if he had lost his memory, he probably wouldn’t know either. So she decided not to dwell on it. Instead, she reached into her sleeve and pulled out a small square cloth pouch, handing it to Xiao Yu.
"Is this medicine?" he asked after sniffing it.
Song Feiwan nodded, her face slightly tilted up as she looked at him with sincere innocence. "This is a scar patch I made myself. You can try it out for a while and see how it works."
Xiao Yu's smile faltered for a moment, and his brow furrowed. "Do you really think I need something like this for a few scars?"
"Shouldn’t I think so?" she blinked innocently.
Xiao Yu scoffed lightly. "They're under my clothes; they won’t bother your eyes."
He started to say more but suddenly stopped short.
If the two of them were to share a room, it would indeed be something to behold. Had she thought that far ahead? Was she hinting at something? With this thought in mind, Xiao Yu's gaze grew even deeper.
Song Feiwan quickly guessed what he was thinking and waved her hands in a panic. "Your Highness, that's not what I meant!"
Xiao Yu raised an eyebrow. "Oh?"
Song Feiwan was at a loss for words. "I really didn't think it was anything bothersome. It's just that normal people wouldn't consider scars to be unsightly, that's why I said that. Besides, you went through so much trouble at my clinic; I thought you wanted to get rid of the scar. Anyway, I made this medicine, so you can use it if you want, or just throw it away if you don't."
Though she said this, she had already taken back the medicine pouch because she genuinely feared that the man might think she had ulterior motives.
Xiao Yu's eyes flickered as he quickly reached out and took the pouch from her, placing it out of her reach on the other side. Since it was meant for him, there was no reason to take it back. "Since the princess has such good intentions, this prince will accept it."
He spoke with an air of humility but had no intention of actually using it.
Song Feiwan didn’t think too much about it and dutifully explained the frequency and timing for using the medicinal patch. As they waited outside the grand hall where the palace banquet was to be held, Xiao Yu stepped down from the palanquin and suddenly realized that he had clearly remembered every word she said.
He cast a faint glance at Zhou Zheng, who was waiting to escort Song Feiwan. The latter shivered slightly and quickly stepped back.
As Song Feiwan's hand reached out, it fell into Xiao Yu's strong palm, which then grasped her fingers gently. Pulling away would seem too deliberate, so she simply bit her lip in discomfort and followed his lead as they descended together.
When she looked up, she noticed Rong Jiayi standing not far away, half in shadow and half in light, seemingly having watched them for quite some time.
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