Chu Qianli washed her face and then cleaned her hands and feet thoroughly.
Only then did she turn around to glance at Han Zhan.
To her surprise, Han Zhan had already turned his face away, his cheeks burning hot.
Looking at his expression, it seemed somewhat displeased.
She looked down at herself and almost laughed, "You can't possibly be angry because I took off my shoes in front of you, can you?"
Han Zhan replied coldly, "I suggest you hurry up and put your shoes on; otherwise, when Prince Yexuan arrives, I'm afraid there'll be no nice consequences."
Chu Qianli gave him a dismissive glance.
She originally wanted to retort.
But then she thought, it's a different era with different concepts.
Forget it, there's no use arguing.
She took out a towel, dried her feet, and put on the new boots she'd bought.
Standing up, she bounced on her feet—perfect fit!
Chu Qianli, now in fresh clothes, felt fresh and clean, a stark difference from the dirty outfit she wore earlier.