After maybe a few breaths, or maybe hundreds of years, Song Qianwei recovered from that sculpture-like state.
She turned around slowly bit by bit and looked at Di Xin, who had just coughed deliberately.
His whole face turned red instantly, and there was even a vague heat rising from his back.
Di Xin was also a little embarrassed. He did not expect that Song Qianwei would actually take off her clothes in front of him. If they didn't know Song Qianwei's personality, anyone who saw her would think that she was preparing to seduce him.
"Ahem."
Seeing Song Qianwei's eyes filled with shame and anger, Di Xin turned his head awkwardly and said words that had nothing to do with the current situation: "The moonlight is beautiful tonight."
It was broad daylight, and it was still inside a cave. Song Qianwei nodded in response: "Yes, yes, the moon is so big and bright tonight."
She actually forgot that His Highness Prince Yu was in the cave. It was so embarrassing.
"Ha ha……"
After a few awkward laughs at each other, the two of them discussed the topic in a tacit understanding.
But now another problem arises.
Song Qianwei looked at the tub with some embarrassment, then shifted her gaze to His Royal Highness Prince Yu.
Despite her carelessness, except for these two days, she rarely had any physical contact with other men, and the number of times she was alone in a closed space was very rare.
This is also the reason why she subconsciously ignores Di Xin.
But she couldn't temporarily throw the seriously injured His Highness Prince Yu out of the cave. As for washing outside, it was even more impossible. The grasslands were full of Turks grazing herds. Although there were no human footprints here, who knew what would happen.
No one will pass by unexpectedly.
In her core, Song Qianwei is a very conservative person, even more conservative than Wang Ruoqing and Xizi. If a bad man accidentally looks at her body, she might as well commit suicide.
But it would be too uncomfortable for her not to take a shower.
Looking at the crystal clear water in the tub, Song Qianwei felt that her body was getting more and more itchy, and she was even more unable to accept her dirty self.
In the end, Di Xin saw that Song Qianwei was too confused and gave her a suggestion: "You can put a shelf between the haystack and the bathtub, so you don't have to worry about being seen by me."
Although this is still in the same room, it is still acceptable.
And in Song Qianwei's mind, if it was really going to be seen by another man, it would be better to give His Highness Prince Yu an advantage than to let a man she didn't know see.
At least His Royal Highness Prince Yu treats her well, is tolerant of her usual arrogance, and is a top choice regardless of status or appearance.
After a bit of confusion and not being able to figure out the reason, Song Qianwei agreed to the suggestion.
"Then you are not allowed to peek."
After biting her lip as a warning, Song Qianwei left the cave again.
Di Xin:......
In his current state, it is difficult to move and even to take a peek is impossible.
Bah, he's not that kind of person.
Not long after, Song Qianwei returned with a few hard branches broken off from the trees. In the open space between the haystack and the bathtub, she inserted one branch on the left and right on the ground, and then placed the other branch horizontally on top.
A simple shelf is ready.
Song Qianwei looked around and found nothing suitable to put on a shelf as a shield in the cave.
Finally, Song Qianwei secretly glanced at His Royal Highness Prince Yu who was lying on the haystack, bit her lips and said with a red face: "Turn your head."
Sooner or later, her lips will be bitten by her.
Di Xin glanced at his beautiful lips that were congested with blood from biting them too hard, and turned his head inward.
"Don't turn around."
After giving a fierce warning, Song Qianwei took a deep breath and put her hands on the silk ribbon around her waist.
Swish.
After untying the silk ribbon, Song Qianwei took off her black night clothes and put them on the shelf, blocking the view from the haystack to the bathtub. However, because she had bandaged Di Xin before, the night clothes were torn off.
There are many strips of cloth, so the part hanging to the ground is not completely covered.
If Di Xin turned around at this time, he would be able to see Song Qianwei's lower legs in the middle coat through the gap left by the night clothes.
As Song Qianwei took off her clothes one by one, she could still see her fair-skinned calves and her ten tiny, crystal-clear toes.
However, Di Xin kept true to his original intention and did not turn around at all.
However, there were constant sounds of undressing and water splashing... There were many women in Di Xin's harem, and he had bathed together countless times. Just by the sound, he automatically sketched out a picture of women in his mind.
Bathing picture.
However, he did not have any physical impulse.
Although Di Xin does not abstain from sexual desire, he will not harm other people casually. No matter how attractive Song Qianwei's body is, as long as she does not become his woman, he will not do anything extraordinary to her.
About half an hour later.
There was another squeaking sound of getting dressed.
After Song Qianwei put on her clothes, she saw that Di Xin's face was still facing inward. She blushed and whispered, "Your Highness, you can turn around now."
Di Xin turned around, and Song Qianwei, who had just taken a shower, fell into his eyes.
Because there was a man in the cave when she was taking a bath, her body was still a little restrained. Her hands and feet were not as bold as usual, but she was somewhat similar to Wang Ruoqing who grew up in a boudoir. Her freshly washed hair was not completely dry yet.
It hung down along her cheeks, covering up her own heroic spirit.
At this moment, Song Qianwei had a hint of the softness that a woman of this era should have.
I have to say, it's quite interesting to see Song Qianwei, who has always been carefree, looking like this.
Song Qianwei noticed that Di Xin was staring at her blankly, and a trace of joy flashed in her heart that she was not even aware of. Then she remembered something and still whispered: "Your Highness, please turn around again."
When Di Xin turned around, her behavior was completely different from the weak and weak woman should be.
Song Qianwei used the small wooden bucket from which she had just taken the water and quickly poured out the bath water in the tub. After confirming that there was no residue at all, she breathed a sigh of relief.
"Your Highness, you can really turn around this time."
Di Xin clearly heard Song Qianwei's movements in and out of the cave several times just now, and he also guessed her little intention of asking him to turn around twice.
This was a woman's reserve, and Di Xin did not expose it.
He just chatted with Song Qianwei wordlessly to divert and eliminate the awkward atmosphere in the cave just now.
However, unlike Song Qianwei who felt comfortable after taking a shower, Di Xin, who could still hold it back, felt her body became more itchy after Song Qianwei finished taking a shower.
Song Qianwei quickly noticed something strange about Di Xin, and a trace of thought flashed in her eyes.