Chapter 1698 - 617: The Reverse-Faced Female Lead (Part 6)

"Servants, the Princess Consort wishes to bathe, bring some hot water!"

Prince Liang stood up and shouted outward.

"Yes, sir!"

The maid waiting outside responded quickly and rushed to prepare.

Soon, several maids filed in.

Some carried the Noble Consort’s bathtub, others brought cloth towels and soap beans, while some carried buckets of steaming hot water.

The maids entered the inner cleansing room, placed the bathtub properly, then poured the hot water inside.

Splash!

Splash, splash!

The maids carrying water ran back and forth twice more, finally filling the large bathtub to about seventy percent full.

"Prince, we’re ready! Do you need us to assist the Princess Consort with her bath?"

The leading maid respectfully spoke to Prince Liang.

She spoke of "assisting the Princess Consort" and seemed to hold deep respect for He Tiantian, the Princess Consort.

Yet, she seemed oblivious to the fact that the Princess Consort she spoke of was currently curled helplessly on the ground, her life uncertain.

That pitiable state bore none of the dignity of royalty but rather resembled a weak, helpless patient.

"No need, I will personally bathe the Princess Consort myself!"

Prince Liang spoke words of "displaying affection," but his tone carried no warmth.

Although the maids found it strange, they dared not disobey, and in unison, they respectfully exited the room.

That leading maid closed the door gently and instructed everyone to retreat to the courtyard.

Well, staying further away to avoid hearing sounds they shouldn’t, and also to maintain the Prince’s mood!

Prince Liang heard the instructions of the leading maid and was secretly pleased; indeed, she was someone he valued, quick-witted and sensible.

The servants retreated into the courtyard, so no matter the screams or cries emitted from inside, they would not hear them too clearly.

This made Prince Liang more assured.

He bent down, reached out, and lifted He Tiantian.

The original character was a petite girl, starved for seven or eight days and had lost a lot of weight.

Now He Tiantian weighed only about seventy or eighty pounds.

Despite Prince Liang’s pampered life, he was a man who practiced horsemanship and archery before the Emperor, possessing considerable strength.

With a slight exertion, Prince Liang easily lifted the frail He Tiantian, swiftly stepping into the cleansing room.

"Princess Consort, are you sure you don’t want to assist me?"

Prince Liang practiced courtesy before enforcing, placing her beside the bathtub, refraining from immediate action, and asked once more.

He Tiantian leaned half her body onto the bathtub, her lowered head making it difficult for Prince Liang to see her expression from above.

However, noticing He Tiantian’s slight tremble, Prince Liang knew this woman was afraid.

It was good to know fear!

Only then would she obediently comply!

Yet, Prince Liang hadn’t rejoiced for long before seeing He Tiantian hesitantly shaking her head.

"Lady He, you forced me!"

Prince Liang gritted his teeth, a glint of ruthlessness in his eyes.

Blurp!

Blurp, blurb!

Bubbles appeared in the water.

He Tiantian feigned a struggle, pretending to be choked by the water.

In reality, having consumed the Dragon Ball, she feared water not in the least, instead feeling a connection to it.

Despite time-traveling to this novel’s world, He Tiantian retained the dragon’s racial talent.

Choking on water?

To her, it wasn’t a punishment at all but rather an enjoyment.

Yet initially, He Tiantian pretended to choke on the water.

As Prince Liang secretly rejoiced, He Tiantian seemed to adapt to the torment.

Prince Liang’s heart jolted with apprehension, quickly pulling He Tiantian from the water.

He leaned his head closer to He Tiantian, scrutinizing her response.

No pain, no despair, naturally refusing to yield!

"You! You?"

Prince Liang’s eyes widened with suspicion. Could this woman indeed be a demon?

Starvation can’t kill her!

Drowning can’t either?!

Prince Liang gulped, his heartbeat racing, his entire being filled with fear.

But quickly, Prince Liang thought of something and forced himself to regain calm—

"Don’t fear! Don’t fear! I have Master Hui Tong’s talismans; I have his blessed Jade Pendant!"

"Yes! I still have the Jade Pendant!"

Prince Liang released He Tiantian, took several steps back, grabbed the Jade Pendant hanging at his waist.

Like a lifeline, he raised the Jade Pendant and pointed it at He Tiantian, "Demoness, I, I will not fear you!"

He Tiantian lifted her head, brushed aside strands of wet hair sticking to her face, revealing a sweet smile.

Cough!

He Tiantian thought her smile was sweet.

But in Prince Liang’s eyes, it was unspeakably strange.

Prince Liang’s eyes widened, his hands gripping the Jade Pendant trembling uncontrollably.