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Rong Prince Leng Xilin was stripped of his clothes and thrown into the bath tub.
The bathwater, processed by Yu Xiaoyao's unique method, had an exceptionally special scent and a strikingly vibrant color.
Of course, that wasn't the main point.
She commanded loudly, "Yes, yes, the four Dancers should stand at the southeast, southwest, northeast, and northwest directions, completely undressed, dancing around the tub. You can dance however you like. Whoever manages to wake the prince will earn immense merit."
She locked the door and squatted down at the entrance, munching on sunflower seeds.
Just imagine, the bare Leng Xilin, surrounded by four beautiful Dancers in the same state of undress. How hard must it be for Leng Xilin to endure this without revealing his secret?
Of course, Liu Xia Hui might not care, but Leng Xilin did. He summoned women almost every night.
At that time, to make her pack her bags and leave voluntarily, he deliberately made a scene with the Dancer from the estate next door to her chamber.
The sounds of his gasps and her moans were something else entirely; it was as if they were afraid others wouldn't know what they were doing.
He underestimated her. As a princess, how could she not have a broad mind and be easily angered?
Yu Xiaoyao spat out a pile of sunflower seed shells and lowered her head in dejection. In fact, she was quite upset.
She always laughed and pretended not to care about anything; in reality, she was a fragile-hearted girl...
"Leng Xilin, I want you to pay with blood for your debts!" Yu Xiaoyao clenched her fist in determination.
The singing and dancing inside suddenly ceased, followed by a loud crash. She was overjoyed; Leng Xilin finally couldn't help but reveal his true nature and pounced on all four Dancers at once.
In a hurry, she pushed the door open only to find the four Dancers unconscious on the ground while Leng Xilin sat upright in the bath tub, completely still.
"What happened?"
"Hey, Leng Xilin, stop pretending." She poked his chest.
He suddenly opened his eyes, his gaze dark and filled with menace. She was genuinely startled and fell back onto the ground. A feeling of impending doom washed over her, making her wonder if it was too late to call for help. Before Yu Xiaoyao could even utter a word of "help," Leng Xilin stretched out his long arm and lifted her into the bathtub.
Ah... he really did lift her. Did he see her as a mere basket of vegetables? "Yu Xiaoyao, you seem to underestimate me." Leng Xilin narrowed his eyes slightly, truly believing that discovering her secret gave him the upper hand.
In this situation—him naked and her soaked through—she felt it was entirely inappropriate to discuss any topic. She cleared her throat and said, "Then I’ll announce to the world that Rong Prince is faking illness."
He scoffed coldly, dismissing her words as if they were nothing: "I don’t want to see you. Get out of Rong Prince's Mansion immediately."
Even though she had told herself many times that this man could no longer make her sad, hearing him say such things without hesitation still made her heart feel as if something had cracked open, a subtle pain that lingered on. She raised the corners of her mouth defiantly and said, "Do you think I want to see you? If it weren't for your fiancée begging me on her knees to come here, I wouldn’t want to see you for the rest of my life."
No matter what, she couldn't lose her momentum!
Leng Xilin's face darkened: "It seems I need to teach you a lesson."
In the bathtub with just the two of them, Yu Xiaoyao couldn’t imagine what this lesson could entail. Sure enough, he leaned in closer, forcing her to press tightly against the side of the tub. He smiled wickedly: "I don’t like touching my own princess; it’s just not interesting when it’s by right. But rather..."
His words faded into an increasingly ambiguous smile.
As she watched his lips draw near for a kiss, outside Su Zitan heard the commotion and rushed in with a group of people: "Divine Physician, has the prince awakened?"
Then, to Yu Xiaoyao's astonishment, Leng Xilin instantly reverted to his comatose state, sitting upright in the bathtub. He even took a moment to mock her quietly: "Physician Yu, I look forward to seeing how you handle this situation."
A comatose dancer and Yu Xiaoyao in the bathtub—was she supposed to explain to Su Zitan that she was merely admiring Leng Xilin's beauty?
Yu Xiaoyao quickly grabbed Leng Xilin's hands, palms pressed together, closing her eyes to concentrate. When Su Zitan reached the doorway, she said seriously: "This divine physician is currently channeling energy to heal the prince. These four dancers couldn’t withstand my power and fainted; please take them away for now."
She opened one eye to sneak a glance, and saw Leng Xilin across from her, the corners of his mouth twitching slightly.
At this moment, Su Zitan felt an increasing admiration for her.
Leng Xilin had secrets, and they were not small ones; perhaps they were even related to schemes for usurpation.
For the prosperity and peace of our dynasty, and for the safety of our emperor, Yu Xiaoyao resolutely embarked on the path of uncovering secrets.
In the dead of night, the unconscious Rong Prince awoke again, and Yu Xiaoyao secretly followed him. Then, she was discovered...
Considering that she was only found out in the alley outside the royal mansion, she felt it was still commendable. Leng Xilin wore a playful smile on his face as he took small steps toward her, one hand sliding along her shoulder to her delicate neck: “You attempted to follow me. Do you know that I could kill you right now?”
“I’ve already died once; I don’t think death is anything to be afraid of.” She held her neck high, her gaze defiant. “You forced me into a position where I had no place in this world with your divorce papers, so I jumped off a cliff. I thought if I died, it would be good—an end to everything. I even thought if I died, I would definitely become a A Piao and haunt you. Alas, it’s a pity that I’m blessed with good fortune; not only did I not die, but I also found a book titled How Divine Doctors Are Cultivated at the bottom of the cliff. Let me tell you, I came to the royal mansion precisely because I want to make your life difficult. This is called revenge, do you understand?”
Leng Xilin’s deep-set eyes darkened as he gazed at her under the moonlight, his expression complex and hazy. Yu Xiaoyao glared at him fiercely, not daring to show any signs of weakness. He slowly spoke: “Blessed with good fortune…”
She was tense to the extreme, fearing that he might suddenly tighten his grip and snap her neck. Leng Xilin’s martial arts were truly formidable; hers were merely amateurish skills she had picked up while secretly watching him practice.
But then he suddenly released her: “If you want to discover my secrets, it depends on whether you have the ability.”
“I will wait for you every night without sleeping!” Originally, Yu Xiaoyao didn’t think there was anything wrong with this statement.
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