Chapter 9 Enchanting

Xie Zhuo suddenly turned his head, his ear tips instantly turning bright red. He regretted not leaving his men there and going to find the person himself.

But the girl was clearly colder. Xie Zhuo hadn't brought a cloak, and it wasn't convenient for him to take off his own clothes and give them to her. He could only lead her to a sheltered place.

"I'm sorry, I can't give you the coat; it would also damage your reputation..."

If he takes his clothes off and someone else sees them, then things will really get complicated.

Fortunately, the girl really didn't want to cling to him. She said very understandingly, "It's okay, cousin, I know. I'm not cold, I'm actually quite hot."

Even when walking, his legs were still weak and he kept swaying, so Xie Zhuo had to help him walk even for short distances.

He couldn't help but ask, "Why do you call me cousin?" The way you addressed me was really abrupt.

Ling Wei leaned against his arm, her consciousness seemingly drifting again, and murmured, "You are the son of my uncle, Minister Gu's... sister... According to etiquette, I should call you cousin..."

She struggled to organize her thoughts.

Xie Zhuo was a little stunned. He repeated it to himself three times. That's not wrong.

After Ling Wei left the water, the drug's effects backfired fiercely, and she couldn't help but gasp for breath.

The girl, who had fallen to the ground, had flushed cheeks, fine beads of sweat on her forehead, dazed eyes, slightly parted cherry lips, and was breathing rapidly.

This demeanor... it doesn't look like drunkenness at all! It's more like...

As the Commandant of the Imperial Guard, Xie Zhuo had witnessed too many despicable methods and made a judgment in an instant.

Without further hesitation, he bent down and scooped the person up in his arms. Just as he had secured the person, he heard a noisy commotion coming from not far away, with people rushing towards them.

Xie Zhuo's heart skipped a beat, and he looked down at the person in his arms in disbelief.

But Ling Wei, who was in his arms, reacted more violently than he did, struggling to move behind the artificial hill.

Xie Zhuo darted away and disappeared into the shadow of the artificial rockery.

Leading the group was Sheng Mingshu, who had meticulously planned this scheme. She arrived with a group of noble ladies and several wives, looking very imposing.

The room Ling Wei escaped from was in the most remote corner, not far from the lake.

At this moment, Sheng Mingshu led a large group of people to block the doorway, and she and Xie Zhuo were completely trapped in the narrow space behind the artificial rock.

She was in a daze, and all she heard was a commotion and Madam Tang's shrill screams.

Xie Zhuo had excellent hearing. He listened intently and quickly learned most of what was happening outside.

He couldn't help but look at the person in his arms, his heart filled with mixed emotions.

Is Ling Wei involved in this?

What role did Du Qianqian play? Why was she identified by Tang Wen?

Just as he was about to ponder it carefully, the person in his arms moved.

Ling Wei felt an unusual coolness and comfort in the body he was holding, and instinctively snuggled closer, rubbing against him and letting out soft moans of unbearable pleasure.

"Cousin, you feel so cool, um..."

Fearing that people outside would hear the noise, Xie Zhuo quickly covered her mouth with one hand and used his other arm to firmly hold her twisting body still.

Ling Wei burst into tears. She opened her mouth and bit Xie Zhuo's palm. Xie Zhuo hissed and loosened his grip. Ling Wei took the opportunity to struggle violently.

Fearing that her loud noise would attract others, and seeing her aggrieved expression as if she was about to cry if she wasn't allowed a hug, Xie Zhuo helplessly closed his eyes and released his grip.

Once the restraints were lifted, Ling Wei immediately wrapped herself around me again like a vine, sighing comfortably while assuring me, "I'll just rub against you, I won't do anything."

Xie Zhuo: "..."

The veins on his forehead throbbed, and the faint, sweet fragrance of the girl was assaulting his senses.

He could clearly feel the delicate curves of her breasts, her rapid heartbeat, and her burning body temperature...

Suddenly—

"Cousin, what's poking me?"

Xie Zhuo abruptly turned his head, squeezing out a few words through gritted teeth, his voice hoarse beyond belief: "...Don't talk nonsense!"

"Cousin, move it further away, it's uncomfortable."

Xie Zhuo's neck and ears turned bright red, and he gritted his teeth, saying, "This... how can I take it so far?"

Ling Wei pouted and reached for the black iron token related to official rank at his waist: "Take this further away."

Xie Zhuo, his face dark, quickly took off the token and threw it on a nearby rock.

At the same time, I told myself that the most important thing right now is to calm Ling Wei down and prevent others from watching.

With such a large group of people, if their attention were diverted to him...

The exceptionally skilled Master Xie forgot that he could knock his opponent unconscious with a single chop to the neck, and thus retreated step by step.

Ling Wei tilted her head back and softly wrapped her arms around his neck.

He was still a bit rambling, panting as he chattered on and on, describing his feelings.

Because she didn't understand matters of love between men and women, her naive and ignorant words elicited an explosive reaction.

Xie Zhuo tried to cover her mouth again, but her next action made him freeze.

The system fidgeted: "I..."

Ling Wei asked with displeasure, "Why are you still here?"

System: I'm outta here! ヾ(￣。￣)Bye~

I thought you were just hiding away normally, but who knew you'd already started having a blast.

The scene on the other end is nearing its climax.

After Tang Wen woke up, he insisted that Du Qianqian was the culprit. Madam Tang screamed and pounced on Du Qianqian, tearing at her. Du Qianqian cried and shouted that she knew nothing.

Xie Zhuo tried hard to focus his attention on the crowd.

But the person in his arms happened to be pressing against a certain spot, and he clenched his fist so tightly that the veins on his palms bulged and beads of sweat rolled down his face.

The pace of the drama quickens, as Du Qianqian goes from being an outsider to being incredulous, aggrieved, and rebuttal after being pointed out, trying to find traces of the existence of the third party, Ling Wei.

But nothing came of it, and she requested the princess to investigate the matter thoroughly.

This time, it was Sheng Mingshu's turn to panic.

Tang, with a sinister and venomous look, stared intently at Du Qianqian before fainting from the pain.

The crowd erupted in even louder gasps and discussions.

Meanwhile, beneath the clamor, a faint sound also arose from the small space behind the artificial rockery…

The show has finally come to an end.

The crowd gradually dispersed.

Xiao Yao followed the guard named Mo Feng out from an inconspicuous corner. She had been looking for her young lady for a long time. This guard said that their young lady had gotten drunk and gone swimming in the lake, which had terrified her.

Because she heard at the banquet that the princess's fruit wine had very little alcohol content and tasted like sweet dew, the young lady drank many cups.

Xiao Yao resolved that she would never let the girl drink so much again.

But the guard who led the way was quite strange.

The crowd was noisy, and they hid to avoid attracting attention.

The man suddenly blushed and looked around suspiciously.

It's the same now; I just took her a couple of steps, and then we stopped.

Xiao Yao looked at him with a puzzled expression, and the rather handsome, tall guard stammered, "You've gone the wrong way, it seems to be over there."

Without waiting for her reaction, he turned around and walked in another direction.

Xiaoyao sensed something was wrong, but the person was walking very fast, and she didn't have time to think about it carefully, so she hurriedly followed.

Mo Feng secretly groaned. There were too many people there, but as a martial artist, his hearing was excellent, and he naturally heard the subtle movements behind the artificial hill.

Later, as he approached the artificial hill, he had only taken a few steps when he heard his master's low voice telling him to stop. He had no choice but to bite the bullet and change direction under the suspicious gaze of the maid.

My lord, what are you trying to do?!