The door behind Mu Zhuochen closed immediately, and as the sound of the bell grew closer, a woman dressed in a rather revealing dance costume appeared in front of him.

Her dance was graceful and ethereal, like a fairy in the clouds.

However, Mu Zhuochen still frowned slightly. He wasn't interested in any beauties; he only liked Wan Ge.

I don't understand what Wan Ge is trying to achieve by arranging this whole thing. Didn't she say she liked him? Now she wants to arrange a woman for him.

Suddenly feeling a bit hot, Mu Zhuochen realized that something was wrong with the smoke and instinctively wanted to turn around and leave.

But the woman was already beside him, wrapping her arms around him: "Is Uncle leaving already?"

The clear and melodious voice was one that Mu Zhuochen had never heard before, yet it inexplicably felt familiar.

"Uncle, do you not like the surprise I gave you?" The unfamiliar yet familiar voice rang out again.

Mu Zhuochen turned around abruptly, pulling down the veil of the person in front of him. Although she looked somewhat different than usual, he recognized those eyes all too well. "Wan...Wan Ge?!"

Why was he dressed like that for his evening performance? Why...?

Wan Ge pounced on him and kissed him without saying a word.

Mu Zhuochen felt extremely confused, perhaps because the medicine was taking effect, or perhaps because he had succumbed to temptation.

…

…

When Mu Zhuochen fully regained consciousness, Wan Ge was still lying quietly asleep beside him.

Things happened so suddenly that Mu Zhuochen's mind went blank. His little emperor was a woman! And they had done things they shouldn't have done.

Mu Zhuochen thought of Wan Ge's confident statement that she didn't like Yang Yuan. So that was the reason.

Mu Zhuochen lowered his head, his fingertips gently touching the other's delicate cheek. Good heavens! His Xiao Wange was actually a woman! Was he still dreaming? Was he dreaming? Something he wouldn't even dare to imagine in his dreams…

Wan Ge stirred, moving closer to him and snuggling against him before finding a comfortable spot to continue sleeping.

"Your Highness...shouldn't we go back?" It's almost midnight, why hasn't Your Highness come out yet? What has he been doing in His Majesty's palace? He hasn't eaten lunch or dinner.

Mu Zhuochen quickly put on his clothes, then appeared in front of his subordinate in a flash. He looked up at the subordinate, his eyes seemingly showing some displeasure: "You disturbed her. I'm not going back."

The subordinate paused slightly, looking at the prince's disheveled appearance, before finally focusing his gaze on his neck, confirming his suspicions...

The subordinate quickly looked away, stammering, "Yes...yes, I...I understand."

Mu Zhuochen also noticed something was wrong. He touched his neck with his slender fingertips, but quickly put them down. He smiled but didn't say a word and returned to Wan Ge's palace.

The subordinate was deeply shaken and overwhelmed by the experience. So, which master was their superior, the one above or the one below?

…

When Wan Ge woke up, she felt uncomfortable all over. She subconsciously tried to stretch, but then felt a sharp pain in her lower back.

"Ouch, my back!" Wan Ge reached out and touched her lower back.

As consciousness slowly returned, Wan Ge looked at the empty space beside her and inexplicably felt a void in her heart. Just then, she heard the sound of a cup being placed on the table: "Shouldn't Your Majesty explain this to me?"