What Should I Do If the Female Lead Likes Me as the Villain

《Miss, I Just Want to Cultivate》 is a novel with multiple female leads.

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Chapter 245 What do you smell like?

Even though Xing'er had done favors for He Yunxiao and tricked her own prince, she always stood by Nanzhu's side and did things that were good for Nanzhu.

Xing'er bowed to He Yunxiao and said, "Young master, please come with me."

He Yunxiao followed behind Xing'er, not daring to utter a sound.

After passing through the front hall of Linxuan Palace and walking further in, the candlelight was lit again.

He Yunxiao's vision cleared. He was absolutely right; the lights in front of Linxuan Palace were extinguished mainly for his benefit. Neither Nanzhu nor Xing'er actually dared to turn off the lights. If they led him in after the lights were off, the atmosphere would be completely off.

Upon arriving at the door of Nan Zhu's wife's bedchamber, Xing'er excused herself. He Yunxiao looked around and, seeing no one, knocked on the door and called out, "Rou'er?"

"Rou'er?"

"If Rou'er doesn't open the door soon, I'm going to shout so that the whole Linxuan Palace can hear me."

A series of hurried footsteps sounded inside the room.

A breath later, Meng Qingrou appeared at the door, fully dressed and showing no signs of wanting to sleep.

She didn't speak, so He Yunxiao said, "Rou'er, I'm late."

Meng Qingrou glared at He Yunxiao resentfully, but there was nothing she could do about it. It was almost the second day, and he had to take his medicine. After a moment of stalemate, Meng Qingrou reluctantly opened the door for He Yunxiao, then stepped aside and said, "Come in."

He Yunxiao entered the house skillfully.

"Take your medicine," Meng Qingrou said.

He Yunxiao immediately said "Alright," then picked up the antidote that was warming on the stove and drank it down in one gulp.

Meng Qingrou casually closed the door and sat down to watch He Yunxiao drink his medicine. Then she frowned because she smelled a strange odor.

It looks like incense used by women.

"He Yunxiao, what do you smell like?"

He Yunxiao froze on the spot. A scent? Could it be that the clothes Sister Jiang gave me have a fragrance?

Holy crap!

We're doomed.