Chu Qing's surprised expression made Gentle pause for a moment.
He felt a coolness beneath his nose, wiped it with his hand, and saw a smear of crimson.
She said "oh," and shook her head:
"It's nothing, my nostrils were a bit itchy because of the dry winter air, I couldn't help but pick at it, so I've got a bit of a nosebleed. It's no big deal."
"...Really?"
Upon hearing her words, Chu Qing subconsciously relaxed but didn't dare to completely let his guard down.
Gentle's Celestial Fragrance Body was a ticking time bomb, handy but life-threatening.
He couldn't determine if Gentle was bleeding because of dryness or because pursuing Prince Xue was too exhausting.
He hesitated and asked, "When did you pick your nose? How come I didn't notice?"
Gentle gave Chu Qing a strange look:
"Don't think that just because I'm dressed as a man now, I'm really a guy...
"A young lady picking her nose in secret, of course, she'd do it behind people's backs, it's kind of embarrassing."
"..."
