“I understand, thank you. I, I’ll go now.” Mei Kai Ye felt cold all over, stood up, and was about to walk out. The man called Sui Mo continued to flirt casually with the courtesan, unrestrained.
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To be continued…
Here’s the English translation:
Sui Mo gently grasped her hand, his other hand wrapping around her waist, embracing her, “Here.”
At this time, Sui Feng and Sui Xing had already dealt with that group of trash.
The courtesan cried, rushing to Sui Mo’s side, “Young Master, are you alright!”
“I’m fine.”
“As long as Young Master is fine, I was scared to death just now.”
Mei Kai Ye was speechless. What could have happened to Ink Water? She really disliked those women. “Damn Ink Water! Let me lean on you.” Before her words could finish, Mei Kai Ye’s body weakened and fell onto Sui Mo.
“Young Master! Are you alright?” The beautiful courtesan instructed Sui Feng and Sui Xing, “Quickly help this lady up, don’t crush the Young Master.”
Sui Mo narrowed his eyes, holding Mei Kai Ye, gently asking, “Kai Ye, is it noisy?”
Mei Kai Ye nodded, “Yes, very noisy.”
“Sui Feng, please escort this lady out. It’s noisy.”
“Young Master, did I do something wrong?” The woman’s sobbing intensified.
Sui Feng did as instructed, while Sui Xing held back laughter. Mei Kai Ye had saved the master’s life but was injured. Would the master be so ungrateful? Even if he wanted to show concern, he should wait until Mei Kai Ye was fine. A courtesan, indeed shallow.
“You did nothing wrong,” Sui Mo laughed lightly, “I just don’t want to see you.”
Mei Kai Ye snorted coldly, “Don’t look down on people.”
Do you think everyone is like you? Judging by appearances!”
Sui Mo’s face turned from blue to black, and just as he was about to speak, Mei Kaiye cut him off, “The emperor definitely isn’t like you,” wagging her index finger and looking him up and down with contempt, “Full of bad intentions! Shallow! Hypocritical! Conceited! False gentleman! Black-hearted! Lecher! Repressed…”
With each word Mei Kaiye uttered, Sui Mo’s face darkened further. Was his impression to this woman really that bad? He considered himself quite charming and suave.
“I can help you,” Sui Mo interrupted her with a dark face. “If the selection has just ended a few days ago, if you want to enter, I can arrange for someone to take you in.”
Mei Kaiye heard this and instantly became happy, immediately agreeing, “Really?”
“Mm.”
“Hard to imagine.”
Suddenly, a figure stood next to Mei Kaixue, startling her. Looking up, she saw it was Sui Feng.
“Hey, Xiao Fengfeng, can’t you not appear so silently, okay?” Mei Kaixue muttered, touching her chest, “You’re like a ghost, scaring people to death!”
When hearing the words “Xiao Fengfeng”, a crack appeared on Sui Feng’s expression, but only for an instant. With a blank face, he said, “Miss Mei, the master requests your presence.”
“I won’t go.
Sui Feng looked exasperated, but then Mei Kaixue smiled and said, “Just kidding.”
After they left, Ah Min seemed incredulous, shaking Wushuang beside her, “Wushuang, we didn’t see wrong, right? That man was the emperor’s personal bodyguard?”
“If he really was the emperor’s personal bodyguard, that means the emperor is looking for her,” Wushuang was also stunned, quickly denying the emerging conclusion, “No, no, we must have seen wrong.”
Mei Kaixue followed Sui Feng for a long time before reaching their destination. It was a quiet palace, standing by the water, with very few palace servants. She saw Sui Mo lazily leaning on a soft couch, eyes slightly drooping. One palace maid was fanning him, while another massaged him.
These days, Mei Kaixue had been suffocated by the palace’s gloomy atmosphere, so upon seeing Sui Mo, she excitedly ran to the couch and shook his arm, “Stop sleeping! You ink stain.”
Sui Mo opened his eyes, frowning and slowly sitting up, his loosely draped outer garment sliding down, revealing his beautiful collarbone. “Let go, you’re crude.”
Mei Kaixue chuckled, “You finally came to see me. Oh, it’s so boring in the palace! I even missed you, this bastard. Oh, I regret coming in.”
The word “bastard” made the physician and maid’s legs go weak, expecting Sui Mo to be angry. Unexpectedly, he was unconcerned, waving his hand and sighing, “Fickle woman.”
Many years later, he would realize this statement had come true. It wasn’t that she lacked persistence, but he had disappointed her too many times, again and again, until she finally drifted away like the wind, leaving no trace behind.
The nanny called out to Mei Kaiye, her face darkened unusually, “Miss Mei, please wait a moment, this…” She signaled the palace maid to present a bundle, which contained a spring palace picture and several bottles of aphrodisiac powder. The woman called Amin stepped forward, seeing the nanny being so polite, “Miss Mei! You’d better explain why there are spring palace pictures and aphrodisiac powder hidden in your room.”
“It’s not mine,” Mei Kaiye pouted, not knowing how to explain. This was clearly a setup! “Everyone here has witnessed these items being searched from your room,” Amin challenged her, “What else can you argue about?”
“Since you’ve already decided, anything I say will be considered sophistry, so why do you want me to explain?”
“Mei Kaiye disdainfully snorted, ‘Is this self-directed drama entertaining?’
‘You—’
Wushuang stepped forward, patting Amin’s back. ‘Mei surname! Stop slandering!’
Sui Mo smiled and leaned close to Mei Kai Ye. ‘You’re really restless.’
Little did he know, Mei Kai Ye, who didn’t understand subtlety, said—
‘Ink Water!’
Sui Mo looked at her with a laughing gaze.
‘You’re not actually a eunuch!’
Because of Mei Kai Ye’s boldness, Sui Mo darkened his face and ordered that the day’s events must not be spread. Mei Kai Ye’s monotonous crimson palace life ended on the day he arrived. Mei Kai Ye learned his true name, Mo Yi, but knew she couldn’t call him that. She understood it was better to call him Ink Water—it sounded nice, was easy to remember, and had meaning.
The monarch of the Great Zhao Kingdom, Mo Yi, taken away by the current emperor. But only Mei Kai Ye knew it wasn’t a fortunate event. Her suffering continued, even intensified, as he found ways to exploit her despite having many palace maids and eunuchs.”
Resenting him, Mei Kai Ye brought a bowl of tea to the person reviewing documents and put it down heavily, “Tea!”
Mo Yi glanced at the so-called tea in her hand, “Can this even be called tea?”
“Why can’t it be?”
“You’ve only put in half the tea leaves.”
“What’s wrong with that?” Mei Kai Ye opened her large, watery eyes innocently, “I thought tea leaves would expand when brewed, so I only put in three-tenths of the leaves.”
Mo Yi’s mouth twitched, “You’re basically cooking.”
“Oh, I’m sorry,” Mei Kai Ye lowered her head, wringing her hands, “I thought they were about the same.”
Silence…
“I don’t know how,” Mei Kai Ye sniffled, “There are plenty of others in the palace, right? Maybe just expel me.”
Mo Yi glanced at her again, saying casually, “Stop acting.”
“…” Mei Kai Ye looked up, not a trace of tears.
“Next time you want to play innocent or pitiful, remember to tremble while kneeling, kowtow, and cry out, ‘Your Majesty, spare me,’ got it?”
Ah, no,” Mei Kaiyan laughed dryly, pushing Mo Yi away, “Why are you standing so close? Don’t you know men and women should maintain proper distance?”
They were just one step away from…
“No? Is that so?” Mo Yi ignored Mei Kaiyan’s resistance, softly laughing and embracing her again, “Who was staring intently at the general just now? A gift.”
Mei Kaiyan’s face darkened, “Don’t call me a gift!”
“Oh?” Mo Yi ambiguously rubbed his face against her neck, inhaling her hair’s fragrance, “Aren’t you a gift I was given?”
