Actually, Princess An Jing was perfectly capable of combing her own hair, but she just wanted Xiao Changyi to do it for her, preferably for the rest of her life.
It wasn't until Xiao Changyi had finished combing her hair that she pointed to the bed and said, "Sit there."
Although he didn't understand what An Jing intended to do, Xiao Changyi obediently sat down on the bed.
An Jing hopped over to the bed on one foot and began to remove Xiao Changyi's shirt.
Xiao Changyi: "..." This early in the morning, isn't this inappropriate...
Realizing the deep meaning in Xiao Changyi's gaze, An Jing was both annoyed and amused, "What are you thinking? I want to check your wounds!"
Even though there were candles burning all night, the room was still quite dim, and she vaguely thought she saw many wounds on his body, but at the time, she was too distracted by his antics to pay attention to that.
