[Huo Zhige, are you a pervert?]

Fang Ruotang cursed inwardly.

Ye Wuxia glanced at Huo Zhige with utter disdain.

But damn it...

Someone tell him why this kind of thing can bring double the pleasure; it's so exhilarating!

"Do you really know that we can hear your thoughts? That's good!" Huo Zhige's voice revealed a hint of amusement, but he didn't stop what he was busy with.

Then, he paused for a moment, glanced at the person next to him, and quickly pretended that person was invisible.

Because of this situation, he couldn't afford to be careless.

I am dead! I am dead!

I'm asleep! I'm asleep!

Fang Ruotang kept trying to hypnotize herself, but when that didn't work, she shouted "Little Mirror!"

[Quick, little mirror, punch me in the sea of ​​consciousness and knock me unconscious! Hurry, hurry!]

Little Mirror was locked in a dark room, looking at the darkness all around her, and felt heartbroken.

Don't ask, the answer is always regret!

If he had known that this was the kind of life he would lead after being with the Lord and the others, he would have preferred to just give up and do nothing.

At this moment, Little Mirror completely forgot that he had never made any effort from beginning to end, and had been running wildly down the road of complacency. If it weren't for his six masters working hard and fighting for him, where would his happy life be now?

...

A faint fishy smell permeated the air.

Her feet were scrubbed clean by the two men, but they felt extremely uncomfortable, burning hot, and she felt unwell. She buried herself under the covers and raged helplessly at the two men.

"Get out of here, all of you."

"Ahem!" Ye Wuxia coughed lightly, shifting the blame.

"I was caught off guard; after all, it would have been difficult for me to remain unaffected in that kind of atmosphere!"

"You still dare to talk!"

Fang Ruotang lifted the blanket, revealing a bright red face.

Ye Wuxia chuckled and stepped forward to gently coax, "Alright, it was our fault. We'll try our best not to make the same mistake again, okay?"

"Is it just about trying?" Fang Ruotang asked resentfully.

Ye Wuxia changed her mind again, "I'll try my best, okay?"

He knew Fang Ruotang wasn't really angry. If she wanted to refuse, he and Huo Zhige wouldn't dare to act recklessly. The reason they had let her go earlier was because Ye Wuxia lowered her eyes, a cold glint flashing in them.

I don't want to admit it, but...

Fang Ruotang may be making amends to Huo Zhige.

Tsk!

She can't even bear to see a man cry!

Next time, he'll have a big cry, a real cry for Fang Ruotang alone, and then he'll try to get some sweetness from her.

She's never cried before. It seems she'll have to practice more in front of the mirror when she gets back. It doesn't seem easy to cry in a way that's both beautiful and tragic.

"You look so sly, what are you thinking?"

Military officers and civil officials are inherently at odds.

Huo Zhige has never liked these bureaucratic officials who speak in a flowery and roundabout way.

Ye Wuxia's expression at this moment was very similar to the expressions of his advisors and staff when they were scheming against others.

"You can scold me, that's fine, but don't do it in front of Xiao Liu, okay? I don't want to put her in a difficult position." Ye Wuxia looked aggrieved and yielding.

Huo Zhige's face fell.

Thinking of Fang Ruotang's forgiveness just now, he swallowed back all the profanities that were spitting out.

In the end, it all boiled down to four words.

"You son of a bitch..."

Fang Ruotang withdrew her feet, still blushing with embarrassment, and interrupted the two of them, afraid that the hard-won peace would be broken again.

"Are you going back or staying here?"

"Stay here!"

The two men spoke in unison, then gave each other a disdainful look.

"Let Xingbai send you some thick quilts to sleep on the floor!"

She has a small mirror in her room and some cold-weather essentials, so as long as the windows aren't open, she doesn't feel cold. Besides, there are thick blankets on the floor.

“The bed is so big…” Huo Zhige’s eyes glanced at the bed.

Fang Ruotang peeked out from under the covers and asked innocently, "What you just said, is it going to be meaningless so soon?"

Huo Zhige felt a lump in his throat.

"I sleep on the floor."

Ye Wuxia glanced at Huo Zhige provocatively, then changed her expression to Fang Ruotang, asking considerately, "It's cold, do you want me to warm your bed?"

"No need! You can sleep on the floor too." Fang Ruotang coldly rejected Ye Wuxia's suggestion.

Huo Zhige chuckled.

They're evenly matched, yet they dare to provoke him.

Ye Wuxia was not discouraged. She asked Xingbai to bring them several quilts, and even made up Huo Zhige's bed right under Fang Ruotang's nose.

Perhaps regardless of gender, if someone has multiple partners, they will expect them to be harmonious and friendly. Fang Ruotang clearly has this problem as well. Ye Wuxia's appropriate behavior earned her an approving look from Fang Ruotang.

Huo Zhige let Ye Wuxia help him, but his eyes were fixed on Fang Ruotang, like a dragon guarding its treasure, and he naturally did not miss the exchange of glances between the two.

Huo Zhige frowned and looked around. He understood the reason, pursed his lips, and looked a little embarrassed.

A scene depicting happiness and harmony—that's going to be a real test of his acting skills!

That night, the three of them were each preoccupied with their own thoughts.

But Fang Ruotang was carefree; after a while of being shy, she got sleepy and fell asleep.

Her steady breathing could be heard.

Huo Zhige stopped focusing on acting skills, and Ye Wuxia stopped thinking about crying scenes.

The two people's auras changed instantly.

"So you were faking it all along, huh!" Huo Zhige sneered.

He said, "How could anyone do this willingly?"

"You can quit!" Ye Wuxia's voice was neither sweet nor soft; it was even cold and indifferent, with a hint of sarcasm.

"Why didn't you withdraw?" Huo Zhige asked in a low voice.

This time, even though I was angry, I had some reservations.

"Because compared to getting away from her, this little bit of jealousy, like ants gnawing at my skin, is nothing." Ye Wuxia's voice was somewhat hollow, as if she were trying to convince herself.

Huo Zhige did not refute.

In those short half-day, no one knew how much torment he had endured.

Just now, Fang Ruotang asked him why there was so much snow on his head. It was because he had come all the way from the General's Mansion to the Prime Minister's Mansion. When he arrived at the Prime Minister's Mansion, he did not immediately climb over the wall to enter. Instead, he hesitated at the gate for a long time before finally barging in with a desperate attitude.

Fortunately, the little cutie still wants him; she's not really disappointed or ready to give up on him.

"The Crown Prince didn't tell Xiao Liu about the empathy. She's shy and wouldn't be able to accept it if he told her directly. He'll tell her later when there's more time."

"……good!"

Huo Zhige couldn't possibly object, especially considering the double happiness he had just experienced.

He glanced uncomfortably at Ye Wuxia on the other side.

Ye Wuxia also thought of this.

The two looked at each other, and an awkward feeling spread silently between them.

The two slowly looked away. Perhaps it was a man's inherent weakness, but at that moment, both of them were thinking, "Double the pleasure is so great, but what about six times the pleasure?"

This empathy finally has an advantage.