Xue Wanyao had no idea why she had woken up as Gu Zhuo. She reached out and touched the sharply defined jawline…
"Don't touch me!" a delicate, feminine voice rang out. "Xue, you are not allowed to touch me!"
Gu Zhuo glared at the man before him and spoke angrily.
Since he had become Xue Wanyao, it was clear that the person in front of him, touching his own face, was Xue Wanyao.
Xue Wanyao paused her hand and chuckled lightly, "I'm not touching you. Right now, I'm touching myself—using my own hand to touch my own face!"
The sound of a young man's voice coming from her own mouth still felt somewhat uncomfortable to Xue Wanyao. She reached up and touched her face—the sensation was unmistakable. She had truly become Gu Zhuo.
Gu Zhuo grabbed the young man's wrist and said coldly, "What method did you, this demon, use to steal my body? Come with me to the Taoist temple and have the State Preceptor switch us back!"
Xue Wanyao looked at the delicate, fair face before her and didn't move an inch. The woman in front of her had very little strength and couldn't pull her even a bit.
Gu Zhuo raised his eyes and glared at the young man. "Hurry up…"
"Xue, don't tell me you don't want to switch back with me? Do you want me to remain as you forever?"
Deep down, Xue Wanyao truly didn't want to switch back. After all, being a concubine in the prince's mansion, despised by the prince, was nowhere near as enjoyable as living as the young Prince of Chu.
Gu Zhuo frowned tightly and said coldly, "I saved your life just yesterday. Are you going to repay kindness with ingratitude again? This body of yours has a headache, a dry throat, and is starving—dizzy and blurry-eyed. You can't be such a petty person!"
Xue Wanyao thought that indeed, she couldn't be so petty as to steal Gu Zhuo's body and not return it. She sighed softly and said, "Your Highness, you're probably just hungry. After all, I haven't eaten anything since the night before last."
Gu Zhuo asked in confusion, "You haven't eaten anything?"
Xue Wanyao nodded. "Yesterday, I was the bride. I was afraid that after putting on the wedding dress, it would be inconvenient to relieve myself, so I stopped eating from the night before last."
Hearing the words "relieve myself," Gu Zhuo couldn't help but frown, because right now, he needed to relieve himself…
However, he didn't know how women relieved themselves. Women didn't have that thing—how did they do it?
Mentioning the words "relieve myself," Xue Wanyao also blushed and said, "Your Highness, may I ask where the privy is in the Linfeng Courtyard? I need to relieve myself…"
"No!" Gu Zhuo said coldly. "Hold it in! Until we switch back, you are not allowed to relieve yourself!"
Xue Wanyao coughed and said, "How can I hold it? If I wet my pants… I am now the young Prince of Chu…"
Gu Zhuo said sternly, "You and I are the same age. Say 'young' one more time and see what happens?"
As soon as he spoke, Gu Zhuo frowned—Xue Wanyao's voice was too gentle and lacked any imposing presence.
Xue Wanyao looked at the face before her, which was clearly her own but wore a fierce expression. She found it quite amusing, as she had never been so fierce before. Xue Wanyao smiled faintly and said, "Your Highness, what should I do if I really can't hold it?"
Gu Zhuo said, "Hold it for now. Hurry up and have my servant bring food so I can feel better."
Xue Wanyao was still concerned about her own body after all. She walked to the door and found it still locked. She knocked, and only then did someone come to open it.
Xue Wanyao saw the two young servants at the door looking as if they had just woken up and said with a light smile, "Sorry to trouble you two young men to fetch some breakfast. Miss Xue is hungry."
The two servants at the door hurriedly replied, "Yes, Your Highness."
After walking a short distance, the two servants realized something was off.
"Did His Highness just say 'sorry to trouble you' to us?"
"We must still be half-asleep, right?"
"Fool!" Gu Zhuo inside the room frowned at Xue Wanyao. "You, as His Highness, said 'sorry to trouble' to Wang Quan and Fu Gui? And called them 'young men'?"
Xue Wanyao coughed lightly and said, "I wasn't thinking carefully."
Xue Wanyao looked at the disheveled hair of the young girl before her and coughed again, saying, "Your Highness, let me help you style your hair. It's too messy."
Gu Zhuo sat in front of the bronze mirror, allowing Xue Wanyao to comb the girl's hair.
Xue Wanyao picked up the wooden comb nearby and began combing the girl's long hair.
When Wang Quan and Fu Gui brought in the breakfast, they saw their young Prince Chu gently and elegantly combing the long hair of the girl before him.
At first, they thought they were seeing things, but after rubbing their eyes, they still saw Prince Chu styling the hair of the newly taken concubine, Aunt Xue, from the previous day.
When Aunt Jingxin entered, she also witnessed this scene. With a knowing smile, she left the bedroom and went to the Princess's residence next to the Prince's mansion.
"Your Highness."
Princess Changping was doing her makeup when she saw Aunt Jingxin enter and asked, "Did Zhuo consummate the marriage last night?"
Aunt Jingxin smiled and said, "Yes, they did. When I went over just now, I saw His Highness combing Aunt Xue's hair. Having served you for so long, this is the first time I've seen our young prince so gentle and attentive."
Princess Changping chuckled lightly. "He used to keep his distance from women, and now he's even combing someone's hair?"
"I saw it with my own eyes just now. There's no mistake."
Princess Changping said, "Zhuo has finally broken his female chastity vow. The matter of finding him a princess consort can now be put on the agenda."
In the Linfeng Courtyard.
After finishing the hairstyle, Gu Zhuo walked to the table to have breakfast. The warm chicken noodle soup filled his stomach, finally relieving his dizziness and blurred vision. His stomachache also eased considerably, leaving only a headache.
Gu Zhuo looked at Xue Wanyao and said, "You sit down and eat something too. Don't mistreat my body."
Xue Wanyao bit her lower lip, hesitating to speak…
Gu Zhuo frowned and said, "Don't use my body to make such a lip-biting expression!"
Xue Wanyao said, "Your Highness, I won't have breakfast. I'm afraid I might not be able to hold it in later and embarrass you. After all, I already feel like I can't hold it much longer…"
Gu Zhuo frowned tightly, his face full of distress. "You have to hold it in even if you can't."
Xue Wanyao said, "But it's really too uncomfortable."
Gu Zhuo said, "Fine, come with me to the privy…"
Xue Wanyao followed Gu Zhuo to the privy.
Gu Zhuo said to Xue Wanyao, "Close your eyes. Don't open them!"
Xue Wanyao closed her eyes, only to feel a force at her waist undoing her belt. She instantly opened her eyes and saw the young girl before her squatting halfway down…
The girl looked both ashamed and angry when she saw her open her eyes.
"Didn't I tell you to close your eyes? How dare you open them?"
Xue Wanyao said, "Your Highness, shouldn't you leave?"
Gu Zhuo hesitated, then said, "I won't let you touch… that thing!"
Xue Wanyao blushed and said, "But your hands are now my hands. If we can't switch back, so be it. But if we do manage to switch back, I won’t even want my own hands anymore."
Gu Zhuo: "…"
Xue Wanyao: "…"
After staring at each other in silence, Gu Zhuo frowned and walked away. "Hurry up!"
After Gu Zhuo left, Xue Wanyao had no choice but to brace herself, her face flushed with embarrassment… to relieve herself.
When Xue Wanyao came out, Gu Zhuo brought her a basin of water. She washed her hands several times before finally feeling clean.
Seeing Xue Wanyao still wiping her hands with a silk handkerchief, Gu Zhuo urged, "Stop dawdling. Let’s hurry to the temple to find the Imperial Preceptor and get our bodies switched back!"