From the moment Mei Si Yu left, his heart followed her. Her every gesture lingered in his mind, never fading! Separated for just a moment, he was going crazy missing her. It seemed he was truly sick, completely bewitched by this little temptress! Realizing this, he quickened his steps.
Mei Si Yu had instructed him on how to find her: follow the circular path to its end, then turn left. But he had already circled three times and couldn’t see a trace of the path. How strange!
Walking slightly unsteady, with blurry vision—perhaps from too much wine—he suddenly saw an enticing scene!
A stunning beauty reclined on a stone couch, wearing a semi-transparent pale yellow gauze dress that perfectly showcased her flawless figure. Her black hair lazily draped to one side, partially revealing her smooth, round, white bosom. Her fair, delicate feet peeked out from her dress hem, inviting imagination. Truly a heavenly beauty! Her features were exquisite and charming, more seductive than Mei Si Yu’s delicate beauty, both considered pinnacle beauties!
“Your Majesty, this humble woman did not know of your arrival and failed to welcome you properly. Please do not blame me,” Mei Wu Yan slowly rose from the stone couch, standing barefoot and bowing.
“I wondered who this stunning beauty was. Oh, it’s you,” Ling Han said with a hint of contempt. He had long heard of Mei Wu Yan—not only promiscuous but with a notoriously bad temper. Selected as a court lady, she had lost her innocence by privately consorting with another before entering the palace. This led to Mei Si Yu being brought in to serve in her place, narrowly saving the Mei family from destruction.
“Your Majesty, there are some small dishes and a pot of good wine. If you don’t mind, shall we chat a while?” Mei Wu Yan said coquettishly, repeatedly brushing against him, believing he couldn’t resist such an invitation.
“This… might not be appropriate. If Yu’er sees, she might misunderstand. I’d better not sit,” Ling Han gently pushed away her soft body, stepping back to avoid too much contact and potential gossip.
Ah, it hurts so much. Your Majesty, could you help Yan’er?” Mei Siyan said, deliberately falling into his arms, her small face twisting in pain, pleading pitifully.
