Zhao Huajin didn't return to the Taiji Hall until late at night, he could have come back earlier, but remembering the awkwardness of the two during the day, he suddenly didn't know how to face Youhuan.

Did he scare her?

After all, Baili Youhuan has always felt that he is a good-hearted person, and I am afraid that he has never been associated with such a thing as murder.

Zhao Huajin stood on the edge of the autumn pool for a while before returning to the Taiji Hall.

Mingxiang happened to come out with a medicine basket, and when she saw Zhao Huajin, she hurriedly saluted, "The county lord is taking a medicinal bath in the warm pool, and he should come out in a while." ”

Behind the Taiji Hall is a pear blossom forest, all of which are fenced off, and there is a pure natural hot spring pool in the forest, and now it is summer, so naturally no one comes here to soak in the hot springs.

You also need to use it if you want to take a medicinal bath.

When Ming Xiang saw Zhao Huajin coming, she went out with the medicine basket.

Zhao Huajin saw that there were still a few medical books she read on the couch, so she picked up one and read it.

However, half of the book is almost finished, but I still don't see Youhuan come back.

Zhao Huajin frowned, put down the medical book, got up and walked towards the pear blossom forest behind the palace.

The faint fragrance of flowers filled the wind of the summer night, and Zhao Huajin stepped into the pear blossom forest, and the sound of gurgling water became more and more obvious.

The hot spring pool was filled with mist, Youhuan was immersed in water below her chest, the spring light was hidden under the herbs, and the two lotus arms were lying on the stones by the pool, tilting their heads and cushioning the backs of their hands, and they fell asleep deeply.

Zhao Huajin's heart beat faster, his steps paused slightly, he could stop here and shout to wake up Baili Youhuan, but he didn't do it.

Zhao Huajin walked to Youhuan and squatted down, a few white pear petals fell on her head, and Zhao Huajin's eyes were deep and dark.

Zhao Huajin stretched out her hand and brushed away the long hair around Youhuan's ears, revealing her shoulders and neck, her skin soaked in warm water was like clotted fat, and the cinnabar mole on her collarbone was perfect to the extreme, making people see that they just wanted to possess it crazily.

Suddenly, Zhao Huajin's eyes froze, and there was a hideous scar about three fingers wide next to Youhuan's cinnabar mole.

Zhao Huajin could tell that this was a trace left after being stabbed by a sword or dagger.

Before Zhao Huajin could think about it, You Huan opened his eyes, and there was mist in his eyes, "Will His Royal Highness the Crown Prince even be a disciple?" ”

You Huan sank her body underwater, leaving only one head on the water, took a few steps back, and looked at Zhao Huajin with a blushing face.

Zhao Huajin used a blink of an eye to reflect on his behavior just now, and then lied for the first time in his life, "Bengong called you, but you didn't wake up, so Bengong wanted to take you out." ”

Youhuan was suspicious in her heart, but she believed that Zhao Huajin had no desires, and she shouldn't covet her beauty.

"Can Your Highness help me take off my clothes and turn my back?" You Huan lifted his chin and gestured to the clothes hanging from the branches behind him.

Zhao Huajin was unmoved, but maintained the movement of squatting by the pool, and asked Youhuan, "How did the injury on your shoulder come about?" ”

Youhuan's eyes shrank, and then she looked away, she could actually make up a reason to fool Zhao Huajin casually, "Let's talk to His Highness again when I have a chance in the future, I've been soaking for a long time, and I'm so dizzy." ”

Zhao Huajin looked at her deeply, and then let her go, and after helping her get her clothes, she turned her back.

The sound of water behind him was dripping, and the heat hit Zhao Huajin's back, giving him the feeling that Youhuan was standing behind him.