Inside the box was a wax figure, different from before – no longer plain red, but intricately carved in red and white. It featured white skin, red clothing, a lifelike flower on the head, and delicate earrings. The face was vivid, unlike any simple drawing.
Wei Linxia felt like she was looking into a miniature mirror.
Tracing the statue with her finger, she recalled how Xi Linxuan had treasured this box. She wondered if he had been carving her all along, and her heart filled with sweetness.
The black-faced guy actually does this and still claims he doesn’t want to marry her?
Glancing at the bed, her eyes curved with laughter, her face turning red. She closed the box and put it back, then continued searching for her acupuncture needles. Lost in thought, she accidentally knocked over a nearby stool.
“Wei Linxia, do not make noise,” the person on the bed said, seemingly displeased.
“Oh, I know,” Wei Linxia replied. After rummaging through several boxes, she found her precious needles, clutched them to her chest, and returned to Xi Linxuan’s side.
“I don’t believe you won’t wake up.”
“Wei Linxia, do not stare at me with that predatory gaze. Otherwise, I will punish you,” Xi Linxuan said with closed eyes and slightly furrowed brows.
“Your servant is so scared. Won’t you please not punish your servant?” Wei Linxia said, her voice devoid of fear. When you discover a lion in sheep’s clothing, would you be afraid? Of course not.
Xi Linxuan finally opened his eyes, staring wide-eyed at Wei Linxia before frowning: “What are you holding?”
Wei Linxia smiled: “Your Highness, don’t be afraid. It won’t hurt. I’ll be very precise and gentle.” She sat down by the bed, smiling brightly at Xi Linxuan. Although she typically maintained a gentle demeanor, today felt different, and her smile made Xi Linxuan uneasy.
After a quarter of an hour, voices emerged from behind the bed curtains.
“I told you not to move. It won’t hurt.”
“I said no.”
“Your Highness, you must be obedient. Look, I’m much gentler than you.”
“Wei Linxia!” Somewhat fierce.
“There, isn’t it comfortable?”
Inside the curtains, Wei Linxia sat cross-legged beside Xi Linxuan, his trouser legs rolled up to his thighs, with black needles inserted in his legs. Wei Linxia focused on his legs.
