Outside the tent, Qingshui just came back with something and saw Yanhui standing not far away with a wooden face.
She felt a little curious for a moment.
"Yanhui?"
Qingshui slowly approached, looked at the distance between Yanhui and the tent, and felt something was wrong.
"Why are you standing here?"
Yan Hui heard the familiar voice, turned around to look at her, and replied concisely: "The two masters are inside."
Qingshui knew that both masters were inside, "The masters are here, so why are you still standing here?"
Hearing her words, the expression on Yan Hui's face instantly became a little subtle.
He really didn't know how Qingshui, with such an emotional intelligence, could serve the princess.
He has clearly stated his point so clearly, if he continues, it would be overstepping the bounds.
However, what Yan Hui did not expect was.
Not only did Qingshui fail to understand the meaning of his words, he even walked past him and prepared to lift the tent curtain and go in.
Yan Hui was so frightened that he shuddered instantly and pulled the person back at the fastest speed in his life.
Qingshui was about to enter the door, but was pulled back by a huge force and screamed subconsciously.
But before her voice could escape her throat, someone covered her mouth tightly.
Qingshui turned her head and saw that the person who attacked her was indeed Yan Hui.
She whimpered twice, and found that she could not make any sound at all, so she could only accuse him harshly with her eyes.
It looks really ferocious.
Qingshui was struggling quite hard, and Yanhui was afraid that he would make some noise and disturb the two masters inside, so he quickly dragged him away.
Yan Hui didn't let go until they were at a safe distance. However, as soon as he did so, Qingshui stepped back several steps and looked at him warily, obviously not considering him a good person.
"what you do?"
Looking at the little maid in front of him staring at him with an accusing look on her face, Yan Hui felt very tired.
"What do you want me to do?"
If Qingshui knew, would he still ask him?
"Are you stupid? The two masters are inside, and you dare to go in so brazenly?"
Qingshui felt more and more confused.
"Isn't it because the master is inside that I have to go in and serve him?"
Yan Hui stared at her for a long time, opened his mouth, and felt that he really couldn't tell Qingshui, a girl, about that matter directly.
But the girl in front of him was stubborn. If he couldn't explain it clearly, I was afraid that this matter would never be easily resolved.
After a long time, Yan Hui sighed heavily, with a tone of resignation.
"Why do you think I'm standing so far away?"
"It is inconvenient for the two masters to have someone waiting on them."
Qingshui looked at him in confusion, until Yanhui's words had gone around in her mind for several times, and then she suddenly had an idea.
In an instant, Qingshui took a breath. She was afraid that she would make some sound, so this time, she covered her mouth.
Qingshui covered his mouth with one hand and pointed at Yanhui with the other, constantly confirming with him with his eyes.
Seeing that she finally came to her senses, Yan Hui breathed a sigh of relief.
Then he nodded heavily.
"That's what you meant."
Suddenly, Qingshui's eyes widened even more.
She glanced secretly in the direction of the tent, and when she remembered that she had almost walked right in, her legs went weak with fear.
Thinking of Jun Moyi's methods, Qingshui now looked at Yan Hui with the same eyes as he looked at his savior.
But then she became a little embarrassed again.
"The prince and the princess... they... it's still daytime... how could they..." Her face became redder as she spoke. There were many things that she, an unmarried maid, simply could not say.
However, Yan Hui kindly reminded, "It's not up to you or me to say what the masters want to do. You'd better be careful."
Qingshui knew Yan Hui was doing this for her own good, so she nodded quickly, "I understand."
Sang Liwan in the tent had no idea how his little maid's mood was fluctuating.
She was lying on the bed, enjoying Jun Moyi's service.
"My Lord, be gentle."
"Hiss, it hurts~"
"Ouch, slow down."
The delicate moans made Jun Moyi's scalp numb. He was not paying attention and his hands moved a little harder.
Sure enough, the woman's delicate accusation was heard immediately.
"What are you doing? You're hurting me."
Jun Moyi gritted his teeth and said, "Sang Liwan, please behave yourself."
But if she knew how to write the word "anfen", she would not be called Sang Liwan.
Sang Liwan turned her head and saw Jun Moyi pursing his lips with a very serious expression on his face.
Of course, if there wasn't that thin layer of sweat on his forehead, it might be even more intimidating.
Sang Liwan glanced at him and said with a half-smile, "Your Highness, are you tired? Why are you sweating?"
"Shut up, my king."
"Tsk tsk, so fierce."
Hearing this, Jun Moyi's lips curled up, but there was not much warmth in his eyes.
"If you behave yourself, how could I be so cruel to you?"
However, after hearing his words, Sang Liwan frowned, looking disapproving.
"Your Highness is so unreasonable! You just said you would serve me, but now, not long after, you're already being mean to me?"
Hearing her words that confuse right and wrong, Jun Moyi couldn't help but move his hands a little harder, pressing on a bruise on Sang Liwan's back, causing her to gasp in pain.
"Your Majesty!"
She cried out softly, but Jun Moyi only raised his eyebrows slightly after hearing her voice. "Since you said that my hands were not light or heavy, then I can't bear this reputation in vain. Don't you think this is the truth?"
What this meant was that Sang Liwan would be dealt with severely.
Will this work?
Sang Liwan's heart suddenly started, and while Jun Moyi was getting the medicine, he rolled over on the bed, instantly widening the distance between himself and Jun Moyi.
Jun Moyi didn't expect that the prey in his arms ran away just as he turned around.
He narrowed his eyes calmly and said with a hint of temptation, "Wanwan, come here."
But Sang Liwan is not so easy to fool.
In her eyes, Jun Moyi is now a wolf in sheep's clothing. If she really falls into his hands, she doesn't know how he will deal with her.
So, after hearing Jun Moyi's words, Sang Liwan not only did not go over, but instead shrank back.
Jun Moyi had to admit that he really didn't like this feeling.
He doesn't like Sang Liwan being on guard against him.
After a long while, he resigned himself to his fate and said, "Come here. I promise I'll be gentler this time and won't hurt you."
Seeing that Sang Liwan still looked unconvinced, he added, "I swear."
Seeing this, Sang Liwan muttered softly: "I really don't know whether I should believe you."
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