The person didn’t speak but closed the door and walked towards her, sitting on the bed’s edge.
He laughed seeing her pouting, her makeup tearstained but still beautiful. How could he not be captivated? Noticing her bad mood, he asked softly, “What makes you so sad?”
“Ah, who are you? How did you enter my chambers?” Mei Siyu looked up, surprised.
“Don’t you remember me? I’m the one who saved your life,” Wen Yuyan smiled, amused by her shocked expression.
“Oh, you’re that black-clothed person who saved me, right?” Mei Siyu excitedly stood, staring at him intently, finding him even more handsome than Ming Lenchen, with a captivating, almost demonic beauty.
Well, the girl finally remembers me,” he said gently, looking deeply affectionate at the charming girl beside him who was lost in thought, truly so innocent.
“Cough cough, Young Master, please don’t laugh. Yuer is infinitely grateful for your life-saving grace!” She realized her impropriety and spoke with a hint of shyness. He loved to laugh, and his laughter was truly beautiful. When he spoke, he was modest and polite, and she couldn’t help but be captivated.
“Instead of thanking me, why don’t you treat me to a meal? That would be more sincere,” Wen Yue Yan said. He had originally intended to just catch a glimpse of her and not disturb her life, but unexpectedly found himself with an impulse to have a meal with her, wanting to understand her better. It seemed he had fallen for Mei Si Yu, and he was quite happy about it, the smile at the corner of his mouth never fading.
“The thing is, it might be difficult. I can’t just leave the palace casually, unless you can secretly take me out,” Mei Si Yu said. Her mood had been poor, but now, hearing about going out to eat, her spirits lifted immediately. His martial arts were excellent, seemingly on par with Ming Leng Yun, so he should be able to take her out. This meal would be a chance to relax and avoid the gloomy palace walls that only increased her sorrow.
