Hearing Ye Feiyan's order, the two maids were a little stunned, the prince never allowed them to come into the house to serve, even if they prepared hot water in the past, they were only put in the outer room, and today it was the first time for the two of them to enter the inner room.

But the princess seemed to have to listen to her orders, and the two of them entered the house, cautiously looking at the motionless Junlan, but after receiving a cold slap from him, the two quickly retreated to the door.

Although Jun Lan didn't know what Ye Feiyan was going to do, it should be related to treating him, but he never needed a maid to serve him since he was a child, and today his entourage and personal guards were all sent out by him, although there was another one in the shadows, but he was not willing to let him show up.

"Yan'er, my husband never let the maid change my clothes for me, but today's husband's entourage is not there, what do you think?"

Although he wanted to say, "It's better to ask Yan'er to help her husband?" But she was afraid that Ye Feiyan would be angry, so she had to change her words.

Ye Feiyan felt relaxed for no reason, and she didn't have time to think about it, but she happened to see Mr. Zhao walking in.

"Mr. Zhao, you help the prince into the inner room, and by the way, help the prince take off all the outer clothes of the upper body, and the lower body does not have to be taken off."

After Ye Feiyan finished speaking, she walked to the edge of the cloth she brought back, picked it up and put it on the table, opened it lightly, and slowly rummaged through it.

Jun Lan looked at Mr. Zhao who was approaching him, glanced at him coldly, then turned his head, stood up with his support, and slowly walked towards the inner room.

Zhao Zongbing, who was inexplicably frightened by the prince's coldness, only "supported" the prince, and complained bitterly in his heart, what do you say is this, the prince can obviously go by himself, but the princess has to support herself, look, the prince hates himself.

But Mr. Zhao still didn't make it clear, he didn't need to be supported, and he didn't have to hate him.

Entering the inner room and standing on the edge of the bathtub, Mr. Zhao wanted to stretch out his hand for Junlan's wide clothes, but when he saw the starling eyes swept over by the prince, he instantly withdrew his hand.

"Turn around." The voice is small, but it is majestic.

Mr. Zhao had no choice but to turn around and stand there motionless, there must be no mistake now!

Jun Lan took off his shirt himself, and then got into the bathtub, "Go out, be careful when you talk." ”

Mr. Zhao answered "yes" and quickly walked out of the inner room.

"Princess, according to your orders, the lower official has taken off the prince's shirt and helped the prince into the bathtub." This should be right, but fortunately, I reacted quickly and almost leaked my mouth.

"Well, you're here, and I'll need your help later."

Ye Feiyan commanded, took a small cloth bag found from a smaller cloth bag wrapped in black cloth, and walked into the inner room.

There were four candles lit in the inner room, and if it was a weekday, the light would be pretty good, but then she had to apply needles to Junlan, and the light was naturally not bright enough.

"Mr. Zhao, order someone to send a few more candles."

Mr. Zhao answered, walked to the door and gave a few orders to the maid at the door.

Within a few moments, the maid brought in more than a dozen candles, but when she reached the door of the inner room, she hesitated, not knowing what to do.

"Yan'er, can you go and get it in?"

Jun Lan looked at Ye Feiyan, who had been busy untying the small cloth bag she was holding, taking out silver needles, and carefully inspecting Ye Feiyan, afraid that the maid would send the candle in, so she had to speak to Ye Feiyan.

Ye Feiyan silently turned around and walked towards the door of the inner room, took the candle from the maid's hand, walked to the table, put the candles down, and then slowly lit them one by one.