Ji Chongyi returned to the study, kicked off his shoes, lay down on the couch and fell into a deep sleep.

After an unknown amount of time, he woke up in a daze, feeling a splitting headache and a dry and sore throat.

"water--"

He uttered a vague cry, and his lips touched the rim of the cup.

Ji Chongyi didn't think much about it. He drank a few sips of water but felt even thirstier. He opened his eyes with difficulty, grabbed the cup and drank from it in big gulps.

"Sir, be careful not to get your clothes wet." A soft and fragrant body approached him.

Ji Chongyi felt a little hot and tugged at his collar, only to find that his outer coat had been taken off at some point, leaving only his snow-white undergarment.

He then looked at the person who was speaking.

She is the maid beside Qiaoniang.

The little maid's eyes flickered and she smiled faintly.

Ji Chongyi didn't think much about it, he put the teacup on the bedside and asked, "Did the young mistress ask you to come?"

The maid lowered her head, revealing a part of her slender white neck: "Young Madam cried all afternoon and then fell asleep... I thought that the young master had drunk too much and might be thirsty when he wakes up, so I came to check..."

Ji Chongyi lowered his head and glanced at his clothes.

The maid hurriedly said, "I was afraid that you would feel uncomfortable sleeping in your outer shirt, so I took it off for you. Will you blame me?"

"It's okay, you can go out." Ji Chongyi still felt like there was fire burning in his internal organs, so he got up and got off the bed.

The soft body came over: "Sir, let me help you."

“No need—” Ji Chongyi pushed the maid and shook his body.

"Young master, please be careful." The maidservant pressed herself against him, her voice soft and with an alluring ending.

Ji Chongyi frowned and was about to push the maid away when the door suddenly opened.

Qiao Niang stood at the door holding a cup of sobering soup, her face pale.

"Qiao Niang——"

The soup bowl in Qiao Niang's hand fell to the ground, breaking into pieces with a bang, and the soup spilled all over the floor.

She turned and ran.

Ji Chongyi had just sobered up and his mind was still a little dazed. After a moment of hesitation, he hurriedly chased after him.

The maid held the door with a pale face.

She was discovered by the Third Young Lady before she could accomplish anything. She was finished!

Qiao Niang ran back to her room and cried bitterly on her pillow.

Ji Chongyi walked in, looked at Qiaoniang who was crying out of breath, and said helplessly: "Qiaoniang, you misunderstood——"

Qiao Niang suddenly turned over and sat up, staring at Ji Chongyi with tears in her eyes: "Tell me, where did I misunderstand?"

"The maid just brought me a glass of water, nothing else..."

Qiao Niang wiped her tears and sneered: "You took off your clothes just because I gave you a glass of water? I'm not blind, I saw clearly what you were doing just now!"

Ji Chongyi was also a little annoyed. He grabbed Qiaoniang's wrist and said unhappily, "I was drunk and you didn't come to take care of me. You even misunderstood me. Could it be that in your heart, I am a person with different views and ideas?"

Qiao Niang was detained by Wei and did not attend today's lunch. She was already worried about Ji Chongyi's meeting with the Princess of Yan. Later, she learned from the servants' discussions that the Princess of Yan was a stunning beauty, which made her even more uneasy.

She waited and waited, but what she got was a half-drunk man.

Perhaps the grievances she had felt for many days had exploded at this moment. Qiao Niang picked up a pillow and threw it at Ji Chongyi, cursing as she did so: "If you weren't thinking of changing your mind because of something strange, why were you drunk? It's obvious that you regretted breaking off the engagement with Princess Yan because of her beauty—"

Ji Chongyi suddenly covered Qiaoniang's mouth and said angrily, "Don't be unreasonable. If this kind of talk gets out, do you know what the consequences will be?"

Qiao Niang struggled and cursed: "Are you feeling guilty? You would rather sleep in the study room than stay because you regret it. Maybe when that bitch seduced you, you were still thinking about her as the Princess of Yan——"

Ji Chongyi slapped her, his eyes red with anger: "Qiao Niang, how did you become so vulgar?"

If word gets out that he has feelings for Princess Yan, not only will he be laughed at, it will also bring disaster to the Duke's Mansion!

Ji Chongyi was really angry at Qiao Niang's words.

The scene she had just seen in the study room had shocked Qiao Niang to the point of losing all her rationality. She raised her chin and retorted, "I am originally a farm girl. You know this now. In the final analysis, you are dissatisfied with me because of the beauty of Princess Yan. You think I am not as lovely as that slave girl, right?"

"Yes, I just think that maid is pretty, okay?"

Qiao Niang threw the pillow and quilt at Ji Chongyi in anger: "Then go to sleep, go to sleep, what are you doing in my room?"

"Is this what you said?" Ji Chongyi asked with a dark face.

"Am I wrong?"

Ji Chongyi looked at Qiao Niang deeply, raised his hand to brush away the handkerchief that had fallen on his shoulders and said, "Then it's as you wish."

He turned and strode away.

Qiao Niang chased for a few steps, then stopped, leaned against the wall, and cried bitterly.

The maid was still in a daze in the study.

She seduced the male owner but was caught by the female owner before she could accomplish anything. The male owner would certainly not protect her.

How will the Third Young Lady punish her?

The door was suddenly pushed open and the night wind rushed in.

"Sir?"

Ji Chongyi strode over, pulled the maid up from the ground, picked her up and threw her directly onto the couch, then he leaned forward and started kissing the person under him randomly.

His kiss was furious and extremely fierce.

The maid was stunned at first, but then became delighted. She wrapped her arms tightly around the man's waist and began to respond.

Ji Chongyi turned over suddenly and pushed the maid down.

"Sir?"

"go out!"

"Young Master——"

"If what happened today happens again, I will have the steward sell you out. Get out of here!"

The maid was so frightened that she trembled all over. She dared not say anything more and hurried out with her head down.

The study became quiet for a moment.

Ji Chongyi sat on the low couch and smiled bitterly.

No matter how angry he was, he still couldn't get close to a woman he didn't like.

As the night deepened, the hangover headache came on, and with it came a sense of confusion about the future.

Ji Chongyi turned over and stared at the door silently.

Qiao Niang never came, even though he ordered her to sleep with the maid.

In the silent night, the chirping of insects outside the window becomes clearer.

Ji Chongyi closed his eyes and sighed.

He might...really regret it...

The bright moon in the Princess's Mansion was in the center. Cui Mingyue had a blank expression on her face as she was stabbing the maid's back with a thin long needle.

The maidservant did not dare to hide. She bit the handkerchief in her mouth and dared not even cry out in pain. Finally, when Cui Mingyue was tired of stabbing, she knelt down and begged for mercy.

"Miss, I won't dare to do it again. Please forgive me."

The girl ordered her to take rose water to set a trap, and she secretly poured out some of it out of greed, but she couldn't keep it secret because of the intervention of the King of Yan...

"You bitch, you are so shallow, I should have stabbed your eyes!" Having failed to plan against Jiang Si, Cui Mingyue was filled with rage and took it out on the maid.

The maidservant trembled with fear, not even daring to beg for mercy, and closed her eyes in despair.

The girl is becoming more and more terrifying. What should I do in the future?

No, the girl will definitely control her temper once she marries into the Prince of Xiang's Mansion. Just be patient.

Marry into the Prince of Xiang's mansion? Jiang Si gently waved her silk fan, her eyes cold.

I’m afraid Cui Mingyue doesn’t have this opportunity!