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In an instant, their eyes met, and the room fell silent. Neither of them spoke a word, both stunned by the events unfolding before them.
Even the notorious figure who had faced countless storms in life found himself at a loss for words in this moment.
His mind felt as if it had been struck by a thunderclap, leaving him utterly shocked and unable to recall anything.
After all, it was his first encounter with someone catching him off guard like this. And the one who had caught him was none other than this little eunuch standing before him.
He gazed at the equally astonished little face.
Those bright, beautiful eyes were wide open in disbelief, revealing no hint of concealment.
And that small, rosy mouth was agape in shock, showcasing his adorable teeth and delicate lilac lips.
At that moment, Leng Junyu couldn't help but recall that sweet kiss from that night...
Though the other person was half a man, his lips were undeniably sweet.
Moreover, his petite frame was enchanting and fragrant...
The more he thought about it, the more Leng Junyu felt his blood boil in an instant, his heart racing wildly and his thoughts drifting.
Even his breathing became slightly erratic and heavy...
And that restless heart was irresistibly drawn to the little one before him.
It seemed as if there was a magical force emanating from him, continuously enticing and attracting Leng Junyu, making him yearn to savor his sweetness and fragrance...
The more he pondered, the harder it became for Leng Junyu to resist. He felt a tightening sensation below, especially when he sensed the little one's soft hand gripping his prized possession tightly. It nearly overwhelmed him, transforming him into a wolf...
Yet Leng Junyu continued to gasp for breath, mentally reminding himself to suppress these urges.
No, he absolutely cannot do this, absolutely not!
The other party is a eunuch; he is a normal man! How could he do something like this!?
Could it be that he should really listen to his elder brother and indulge in the pleasures of women? Otherwise, would he end up suffocating himself!?
As Leng Junyu pondered these thoughts, Le Yao Yao, after the initial shock, slowly realized what terrible mistake she had made again.
At this moment, she truly wanted to hang herself with a noodle!
Oh heavens, oh God, oh Jesus, although she usually doesn’t believe in these things, how could you toy with her like this!?
Why did she have to catch the bird of the living hell? You really don’t want her to live, do you? Ahhhhhhh...
While Le Yao Yao's heart was crying out in despair, her face wore an expression of wanting to cry but having no tears.
She was just about to quietly move her little hand that was committing the crime and sneak away from the living hell's sight before he could react.
However, as soon as her little hand grasped the bird, it unexpectedly became as hard as iron and even twitched in her grip.
In an instant, Le Yao Yao felt disheveled in the wind, coupled with her desire to cry without tears...
Especially when she sensed the gaze falling upon her gradually becoming as scorching as flames. The intensity made Le Yao Yao's scalp tingle and her back stiffen.
Then, with tragic helplessness in her beautiful eyes, she slowly glanced up at the pair of deep-set cold eyes above her.
What used to be those icy cold eyes now brimmed with a wild crimson. The deep black eyes rolled with fiery passion so intense that it made him appear even more wild and untamed.
Like a starving beast, he only wanted to pounce on his chosen prey and devour it whole.
And unfortunately for her, at this moment, she had become the prey in his eyes...
"Uh..."
Upon realizing this, Le Yao Yao couldn't help but twitch the corner of her mouth, nearly bursting into tears.
No way, she did not want to become the prey of the living hell!
Thinking this, her little hand moved again, wanting to quickly pull away and just leave without a care.
However, the living hell seemed to have guessed her thoughts. Before she could act, his large hand reached out and firmly covered the back of her hand. His hoarse voice casually rang out—
"Little rabbit, are you trying to play with fire right now!?"
His voice carried a hint of desire, sounding seven parts lazy and three parts hoarse, yet it was infuriatingly charming.
But upon hearing this from the living hell, Le Yao Yao felt as if she was staring death in the face.
Play with fire!?
Who would want to play with fire!
Especially not with this living hell; she wasn’t looking for death. Playing with fire could lead to disaster, and she certainly didn’t want to die!
She felt a mix of emotions. With that thought in mind, Le Yao Yao stared into his burning dark red eyes, forcing a smile that was more painful than crying. The words that came out were stammered and incoherent.
"Your Highness, I... I didn't mean to..."
"Oh—really?"
Leng Junyu feigned surprise at Le Yao Yao's words, but the way he dragged out the "oh" made it clear he didn’t believe her at all. This made Le Yao Yao's mouth twitch once more.
Moreover, she truly felt as if she were trapped in a dire situation.
At the top was the intriguing Cold Eyes, which made her heart race with fear. However, what terrified her the most was the large bird she held in her small hands.
Ahhhhhhh...
She really wanted to let go, but the powerful hand of the living hell was like an iron claw, tightly gripping her, leaving her unable to move.
Moreover, she could feel that the bird beneath her hand had gone from soft and fluffy to increasingly warm and massive...
Although she had seen this bird with her own eyes, it was still her first time touching it.
This feeling was truly overwhelming!
Even though it was through clothing, Le Yao Yao could still sense what lay beneath—what a sight it must be...
Ahhhhhhh...
Oh my god, she was going crazy!
And what on earth did the living hell mean by this!?
She was a eunuch, a eunuch! Why would he act this way towards a eunuch? Could it be that the rumors were true—that the living hell didn't like women but rather... eunuchs!?
Well, it certainly fit his reputation; his tastes were quite unusual!
But what about that painting of a woman in the study? Wasn't that supposed to be the living hell's beloved?
And what did he want to do now?! Did he want to... with her!?
This couldn't be happening!
As these thoughts raced through her mind, Le Yao Yao became even more agitated and nervous.
Although one hand was firmly held down by the living hell, unable to move, the other hand instinctively went to cover her collar, fearing that the living hell would unleash his beastly nature and pounce on her.
She knew that even though he had an interest in the eunuch, she was just an imposter! If he found out she wasn't a eunuch, would he become so angry and embarrassed that he would 'take care' of her?
Just thinking about this made Le Yao Yao feel utterly terrified. Her gaze towards the living hell was filled with even more dread.
"Your Highness... please, please loosen your grip. I-I am a eunuch, it’s not appropriate..."
Le Yao Yao stammered, her body trembling from nervousness.
Her beautiful eyes, filled with tension and fear, were watery like a clear spring, looking so pitiful...
Even though he knew he shouldn't be doing this, even though he knew he should let go, he simply couldn't bring himself to do it.
Especially when this little eunuch's soft hands were covering his proud area, an unprecedented desire surged within him.
He wanted to have 'him', even if 'he' was a eunuch...
After thinking this, Leng Junyu could no longer control his beastly desires. His gaze burned as he fixed his eyes on those alluring red lips below him. With a swift motion, he wrapped his large hand around Le Yao Yao's neck, holding her head in place, preventing her from struggling. His thin lips then descended with precision...
Le Yao Yao was petrified by Leng Junyu's actions; her beautiful eyes widened in shock as if struck by lightning, leaving her frozen in place.
As she watched the living hell's perfect lips inch closer to hers, she couldn't help but despairingly close her eyes...
Ah, resigned to fate!
But just at that critical moment, a crisp knock on the door rang out. Along with the knocking came a low and emotionless voice—
"Your Highness, the Emperor summons you urgently!"
Hearing the words coming from behind the Carved Wooden Door made Leng Junyu freeze, halting all his actions immediately.
Although his handsome brows furrowed slightly at the interruption, as if displeased that someone dared to disturb him at that moment, he also understood that Mei Ruo would not interrupt him unless it was an emergency.
With that thought, after a brief moment of stillness, Leng Junyu released Le Yao Yao and stood up from the chair.
He first patted down his robe, which had wrinkled from sitting, and took a moment to steady his breathing before speaking.
"Alright, I understand."
As soon as he finished speaking, he cast one last glance at Le Yao Yao, who had collapsed to the ground due to his release, and strode confidently toward the door.
It wasn't until there was a loud 'bang' as the Carved Wooden Door closed again that Le Yao Yao found herself alone in the study. She couldn't help but gasp for breath.
Oh no, she had narrowly escaped a disaster!
Heavens, she was still alive!
Just moments ago, she had been terrified that the living hell would pounce on her and, upon discovering her identity as a girl, might kill her out of shame and anger. Thankfully, nothing had happened.
But was she truly safe!?
What about the future!?
She would still be working in the royal residence and would continue to be the personal eunuch of the living hell. Surely, she would have plenty of opportunities to interact with him.
If something like this were to happen again in the future, what on earth would she do!?
At that moment, Le Yao Yao felt utterly distressed…
Because of what happened in the study today, Le Yao Yao was frightened and anxious. During dinner, she could only eat a little due to her troubled mind, which made Little Muzi think she was still unwell. Unable to hold back her concern, Little Muzi fussed over her.
Le Yao Yao, not wanting to worry Little Muzi further, simply said she had eaten too much in the morning. After saying this, she went straight back into the Elegant Breeze Pavilion.
Earlier, the prince had sent word that he would be back late tonight, so there was no need for the kitchen to prepare his dinner; he would likely be dining at the palace.
She had no idea when he would return. Given what had happened today, it was a miracle that Le Yao Yao hadn’t been scared out of her wits. After finishing her dinner, she couldn’t help but sit in front of the door of the Elegant Breeze Pavilion.
Initially intending to look at the flowers and plants to calm her restless heart, she unexpectedly dozed off while sitting there, lulled by the faint fragrance of flowers wafting from the garden.
She didn’t know how long she had slept, but in a daze, she seemed to hear some rustling footsteps and voices that stirred her from her dreams.
Rubbing her somewhat drowsy eyes, Le Yao Yao suddenly realized that she had unknowingly fallen asleep.
Looking around, she noticed that it had become completely dark outside.
When she looked up at the pitch-black sky, it was vast and boundless. The brilliant stars sparkled like beautiful diamonds scattered across the night, creating a breathtaking sight!
The moon hung low over the willow treetops; in early summer, the moonlight was always so clear and bright.
The pale moonlight fell softly like a veil over the earth, adding an air of mystery to everything below.
As the lights began to glow in the prince's residence, the night became quieter than during the day’s hustle and bustle.
The pavilions within the estate were arranged beautifully amidst intricately carved beams and painted rafters. The pool water sparkled under the moonlight while a gentle evening breeze blew comfortably through the air.
However, before Le Yao Yao could fully enjoy this pleasant moment, her beautiful eyes inadvertently caught sight of a figure slowly approaching from a distance. Startled, she jumped up from where she sat.
Her once relaxed and drowsy face quickly turned flustered and bewildered.
Because the figure slowly walking towards her was none other than the living Yama, who else could it be!?
Perhaps sensing Le Yao Yao's gaze, Leng Junyu, who was not far away, was discussing something with his companion while moving forward. Cold Eyes lightly swept his gaze and landed on Le Yao Yao, and then his eyes flickered for a moment.
However, he quickly averted his gaze and continued speaking casually to the person behind him.
At that moment, Le Yao Yao noticed that there were two people standing behind the living Yama. They appeared to be quite young, around nineteen or twenty years old, and their looks were not bad either.
Dressed in similar black long robes, the expressions on the faces of the two following the living Yama were worlds apart.
One had a cold demeanor that matched the living Yama's frosty aura, while the other wore a cheerful smile, as if no matter what major event occurred, he always had a look of amusement on his face.
Le Yao Yao was unfamiliar with these two but guessed they must be among the Four Great Shadow Guards that the living Yama valued most.
As Le Yao Yao pondered this, the three of them had already approached. Although she still felt apprehensive about the living Yama, she bowed respectfully towards him, keeping her head lowered.
"May the prince be blessed."
"Mm, go prepare supper for the three of us in the study!"
Seeing Le Yao Yao bow, Leng Junyu didn't even glance at her. After saying this, he led the two behind him and strode towards the study, leaving Le Yao Yao stunned by his words.
"What!? Prepare supper for three people!? But isn't cooking something meant for the kitchen? Why am I being asked to cook now!?"
Though puzzled, Le Yao Yao dared not defy the living Yama's orders and hurriedly made her way towards the kitchen.
At night, the large kitchen was eerily quiet, devoid of any voices, in stark contrast to its bustling atmosphere during the day.
There were rules in the prince's residence; aside from commands from their master, no one was allowed in the kitchen after mealtime. If the prince felt hungry and issued an order, a servant would notify the kitchen staff to prepare food.
However, it seemed that the meaning of the living Yama just now was for her to cook by herself, and Le Yao Yao felt too embarrassed to call anyone else for help.
After all, it was late at night, and everyone had been busy all day. There was still a lot of work to do tomorrow!
Besides, it was only enough for three people, which was nothing much for her!
Moreover, she hadn't eaten much during dinner, so it was just right to cook her portion now and enjoy a hearty meal!
Having made up her mind, Le Yao Yao immediately rolled up her sleeves. She took a quick tour around the kitchen, gathered all the ingredients she needed, washed them clean, and chopped them up.
Clapping her hands together, Le Yao Yao was ready to start cooking!
However, once everything was prepared, Le Yao Yao realized a serious problem—she couldn't start a fire! How frustrating!
Although she was very skilled at cooking, back home everything was done with gas and other appliances; she never had to light a fire.
The last time she cooked here, Little Muzi had helped with starting the fire while she focused on stir-frying. But now…
Looking at the neatly stacked pile of firewood, Le Yao Yao's mouth twitched.
But she decided not to worry too much. It was just about starting a fire; she couldn't believe that a modern person like herself from the twenty-first century would be stumped by such a trivial matter!
With that thought in mind, Le Yao Yao raised her small fist and cheered herself on in her heart before squatting down to pick up the firewood and try to start a fire.
However, it soon became clear that starting a fire wasn't something everyone could do.
Just like Le Yao Yao!
After using flint to ignite the straw, Le Yao Yao worried that she might not be able to keep adding firewood while stir-frying. So she kept stuffing more straw into the pit.
However, for some unknown reason, thick black smoke suddenly billowed out, filling the entire kitchen in no time at all.
Even though Le Yao Yao had covered her nose with a handkerchief, she was still choked by the acrid smoke, tears streaming down her face. Unable to bear it any longer, she rushed out of the kitchen to catch her breath, planning to return once the smoke had cleared a bit to finish her unfinished task.
To her surprise, just as she stepped outside for less than a moment, the kitchen behind her was instantly illuminated by a bright blaze. Le Yao Yao's eyes widened in shock, her mind going blank for a brief moment.
When she came to her senses, panic surged through her.
It was over! The place was on fire!
“Ah... damn it!”
Le Yao Yao stomped her foot on the ground in frustration. Seeing that the flames were not too large yet, she quickly dashed back inside, intending to douse the fire with water.
However, there’s a saying: the more frantic one is, the more chaotic things become. This was certainly true for Le Yao Yao at that moment.
She simply wanted to extinguish the flames with water but accidentally grabbed a bottle of liquor instead.
As soon as she splashed the liquid onto the already small fire, it erupted with a loud roar and flared up even higher!
Startled, Le Yao Yao took a big step back, fearing that the flames would reach her.
Though she managed to avoid the roaring fire, she inadvertently tripped over a bamboo basket behind her.
She felt a sharp pain in her foot and vaguely heard a crack sound that seemed to come from her own foot...
“Ugh... damn it, that hurts!”
Falling to the ground and feeling the sting in her foot made Le Yao Yao grit her teeth in pain, her face turning pale.
The worst part was that the flames in front of her began to spread rapidly. After all, there were plenty of dry twigs and other flammable materials in the kitchen—liquor, oil, wooden tables and chairs—everything was combustible.
Watching the fire rapidly spreading, Le Yao Yao was stunned, forgetting the pain in her feet. Her beautiful eyes widened, and her small mouth opened in shock as a scream erupted from her lips, so loud it echoed through the skies.
"Someone help! There's a fire—"
...
In contrast to the urgent situation of Le Yao Yao, the three people in the study were deep in discussion.
However, sitting by the bed, Xing's gaze suddenly froze when it landed on a certain spot outside the window.
Leng Junyu, who had been speaking beside him, noticed Xing's distraction and his handsome face darkened slightly, his cold eyes showing displeasure.
After all, he hated it when others lost focus while he was speaking; it clearly indicated that they did not regard him highly.
Mei sensed her master's displeasure and was startled. She quickly reached out and pinched Xing hard, warning him in a serious tone.
"Xing!"
"Huh? Mei, what's wrong?"
Xing looked puzzled at Mei's warning tone.
Mei responded with an exasperated expression and whispered, "What are you looking at? The master is angry."
Hearing Mei's reminder, Xing finally turned his attention to Leng Junyu sitting before them.
Indeed, he noticed the displeasure on Leng Junyu's handsome face.
"What is so important that it has captured your full attention?"
Hearing the displeasure in Leng Junyu's tone, Xing simply voiced the confusion that had been on her mind.
"Master, look over there! It seems something is happening; it's so bright! It looks like... there's a fire!"
Xing blinked her innocent big eyes and pointed out the window, speaking with curiosity.
When Leng Junyu heard her words, he casually glanced in the direction she was pointing.
However, as he followed the direction of her finger and saw the red glow on the horizon, his narrow Cold Eyes widened in shock, for that was—
The location of the kitchen!
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