Mei Siyu explained something to her, and Xiao Rou went out to wait for the guards’ inspection. After Mei Siyu tidied up the scene and everything returned to normal, she loosened her clothes, wearing only a green halter top and white underwear. She felt ashamed but had no choice to resolve the crisis. She thought that since he was unconscious, he wouldn’t see or feel anything, which made her feel slightly less embarrassed.
Bang, the door was opened, and more than ten fierce-looking guards rushed in. Xiao Rou stood in front of them, saying, “Gentlemen, our master is not feeling well and resting. Your actions are inappropriate.”
“Little girl, stop talking nonsense. How dare you defy the imperial order? You’re seeking death!” Saying this, they threw her into the corner and walked directly into the inner room.
What they saw was a half-exposed beauty in a sleeping pose, with snow-white arms exposed. They looked intently, feeling an itch inside. They had never seen such a scene, and she was so beautiful, almost like a fairy descended from heaven!
“How bold! How dare you blaspheme Mei Fei? Aren’t you afraid of the Emperor’s punishment?” Xiao Rou stood in front of them again, shouting discontentedly. This time, it worked. They lowered their heads and retreated from the inner room. The search had been avoided. Xiao Rou followed, sighing in relief and gently closing the door, not wanting her mistress’s skin to be further violated.
“You, you, when did you wake up? You didn’t see everything, did you? Hey, don’t let your hands wander!” Mei Siyu whispered. Just as she was about to breathe a sigh of relief after escaping danger, she saw him, his eagle-like eyes staring directly at her, his hand pointing at her chest. No wonder she jumped out of bed in fright! It was truly dangerous and shocking.
Wen Yuyan struggled to open his eyes, covering his painful wound. What he saw was a blurry outline. He wanted to ask for water but was pushed away harshly, with her shouting, “You’re harassing me!”
