After bathing, A'luo helped Xueying change into an exquisite qipao.

In a short while, A'luo finished dressing Xueying, putting on the last hairpin and lightly applying lip rouge. Looking at herself in the mirror, Xueying was satisfied. She gathered a strand of her hair and carefully combed it…

"A-Luo, go..." Xueying said casually, unaware that her heart was already in turmoil.

A'Luo nodded and withdrew, but before she could take two steps, Xueying called her back. A'Luo was overjoyed; had her mistress changed her mind? Before A'Luo could turn around, she heard a cold voice say, "Go and invite the Fifth Prince over in a quarter of an hour..."

"Yes, I understand!" A'luo was resigned. Since Xueying had decided to take the risk, A'luo would definitely accompany her to the end. No matter if her mistress faced a mountain of knives or a sea of ​​fire, she would not stop her and would pave the way for her and be the stepping stone.

Hongli was reading a book. Although he was reading, it was more like he was calming himself down. He was grateful that Xueying was unharmed tonight, otherwise... Hongli dared not think further. Only reading could calm him down.

"Fifth Prince...this servant is A-Luo..." Hongli wondered why A-Luo was coming so late. Could it be that something had happened to Xueying again?

Hongli quickly opened the door, and A'luo bowed and reported the truth.

"Fifth Prince, my young lady requests your presence..." A'luo dared not look at Hongli, fearing that her secret would be exposed.

Hongli was puzzled. Why was Xueying asking him to go to her room so late? This seemed inappropriate. Hongli was about to refuse, but A'luo, sensing his reluctance, quickly interjected.

"Fifth Prince, my young lady is preparing to take her leave tomorrow. She hopes to have some words to say to you in person before she departs... Fifth Prince, you can't deny her even this opportunity." A'luo was clever and quick-witted, knowing that Hongli would never refuse if she said this!

Sure enough, after thinking for a moment, Hongli decided to go and listen. After all, Xueying had already figured things out and decided to go back. If he didn't meet her request now, something else might happen. That girl was always scheming.

"Go tell your young lady, I'll be right there!" Hongli thought to himself as he said to A'luo.

A moment later, Hongli strolled to A'Luo's door. He raised his hand and knocked.

"The door isn't closed, come in!" A woman's voice came from inside the house; it was indeed Xueying's voice.

Hongli hesitated for a moment, then pushed open the door and went inside. The person inside was already prepared, ready to pounce.

Hongli was stunned by the person in front of him. She was dressed in a light pink cheongsam with white fox fur trim on the collar and cuffs, which made her beautiful face look even more delicate and fragile.

Xueying, lightly made up, had delicate, rosy cheeks that peeked out from her face like petals. She gazed alluringly at Hongli, her expression both reserved and radiant, each step a lotus blossom in her presence, until she stood before him.

"Hongli!" Xueying called softly.

Hongli's heart trembled slightly at Xueying's attire and her gentle voice. He wanted to turn around and leave immediately, but his feet seemed to be fixed to the ground by molten iron.

"Say what you have to say as soon as possible!" Hongli bit his tongue, trying to make it more obedient, and said.

Xueying was beautiful, and with a little dressing up and taking the initiative to seduce him, Hongli was like an army besieging a city, defeated without a fight. Hongli thought this was a disaster, but little did he know that what followed was even more terrifying.

“Hongli, I know you like me! Why are you pushing me towards Hongzhou! Actually, you're not doing this for his own good, you're hurting him, do you know that?” Xueying said.

"You sent me here just to say these things?" Hongli took a step back, looking at Xueying warily.

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