"Oh, where is His Majesty?" She couldn't find His Majesty in the room, so she put down her plate. "Where's Xiao Yan?"

The maid, Caizhu, smiled and said, "Just now, the Second Miss and His Majesty were building a snowman. The Second Miss got her shoes and socks wet, so she went back to her room to change."

Bai Ruifeng shook her head: "How can we leave His Majesty alone in the courtyard with this child?" She then put down what she was holding: "I'll go and call her."

Caizhu: ...Did she say that the second young lady went to change clothes alone?

At that moment, Huo Jin took off Bai Yan's wet socks, and her small, delicate toes rested on his knees as he wiped them for her.

She rested her chin on her hand, looked out the window, and pointed to a corner, saying:

"My sister originally wanted me to live in the main room, but I like the red plum blossom that grew in the corner, so I don't plan to move there." Secondly, she didn't want to live in the place where Bai Ruier and the others had lived.

Huo Jin asked, "Which red plum blossom?"

"There it is," Bai Yan pointed out the direction for him.

"I didn't see it," Huo Jin said, pressing even closer to her. Bai Yan turned her head in surprise: "It's right there, you still can't see it—" Then, seeing his flushed face, she realized what he meant, and she stretched forward, kicking his crotch with her toes.

Bai Yan stomped on his foot with a mischievous grin, and Huo Jin almost knelt down in front of her bed.

"Have you found the red plum blossoms yet?" she asked, tilting her head in a seemingly innocent manner.

Before the words were finished, they were all swallowed up in the passionate intimacy between their lips and teeth: "Right here."

Huo Jin gently bit her lip; he could never resist touching the person he liked.

Especially since he's been a bachelor for almost thirty years, he's bound to have some taste for pleasure. No matter how much he tries to suppress it, he can't resist his instincts, especially since she's a little rascal.

Since it was something to do that brought her joy, Bai Yan didn't refuse. She let him lift her onto the table by the red plum tree in the corner of the wall, her hands moving from his dark hair to his broad shoulders, before finally resting weakly on the table.

Bai Ruifeng wanted to tell her younger sister to change her clothes and go to accompany Ninth Uncle, but when she got to the red plum tree in the side courtyard, she saw through the window that the broad figure was pressing Xiao Yan down on the table. Half of the window blocked part of the view, and Bai Ruifeng could only see that there seemed to be pain on her upturned face.

The fair and slender arms seemed increasingly unable to support the weight.

Bai Ruifeng glanced around, picked up a stick about the thickness of an arm from the side, and was about to rush into the room.