Zhou Yunshen rode back at full gallop. Once he returned to the residence, he shut his door and tossed the pouch to Qi Ye.
"Put it away. Don't let me see it."
Something bestowed by the imperial family could not be damaged, much less destroyed.
Qi Ye understood. He was just about to put the Many-Evil Beast away when he heard Jiang Shuyue laughing uproariously.
[I'm dying! The Fourth Prince actually ordered that his hands mustn't touch water for the next few days! People say the hand that gives a rose retains its fragrance, but after touching the Great Villain, he can't bear to wash away what's left of him!]
Huahua: [Exactly! He held both hands in front of his nose and sniffed them for ages, then touched his own body. Round it up, and that counts as the Great Villain touching him indirectly.]
Jiang Shuyue shuddered theatrically and quipped, [Wow, how thrilling! The Fourth Prince's imagination is unrivaled throughout all of history!]
[Given how important my husband is to him, do you think the Fourth Prince would go half a month without bathing if my husband hugged him? Ugh... wouldn't he go sour in the summer?]
Zhou Yunshen did not know whether the Fourth Prince would go sour, but he knew he would certainly go mad.
Who would want to hug someone who fantasized about them? Wasn't that disgusting?
Jiang Shuyue began imagining things again: [I think you could get Huang Shan to make a fan comic starring Zhou Yunshen and the Fourth Prince. It ought to make a fortune!]
Huahua: [You could, but aren't you afraid they'll find out and flay you alive?]
Jiang Shuyue: *[The Fourth Prince would be only too delighted. I bet he'd become the Fan Art Album's biggest buyer. As for this husband I