"who?"
A cold voice came from the palace gate.
Yuan Yao was stunned.
Her eyes darted around, then she looked towards the doorway and cried out in alarm, "Po Yue... Help!"
Po Yue carried the wine jar and rushed over like a gust of wind.
"What's wrong?" Po Yue asked coldly.
Yuan Yao pointed at the person holding her: "He, he..."
Her voice abruptly stopped.
Yuan Yao stared blankly at the little guard with her mouth slightly open.
What came into view was a surging black mist.
Yuan Yao was stunned.
She rubbed her eyes.
Po Yue walked over: "What's wrong with him?"
After speaking, Po Yue glanced at the little guard through the black mist.
The young guard said in a deep voice, "The princess looked at me and called Yun Chan."
Po Yue: "..."
Po Yue cleared her throat and asked Yuan Yao coldly, "Want to see Yun Chan? I'll go to Chaoyun Palace and carry him over for you?"
Yuan Yao muttered, "Let's just forget about it..."
After speaking, she rubbed her eyes and looked at the little guard.
She thought to herself that she was really quite drunk.
My head is spinning, and my eyes are blurry too...
How could you mistake a perfectly good little bodyguard for Yun Chan?
Could it be... that she has some improper thoughts about Yun Chan?
Stop! Stop!
Yun Chan, that's her beautiful eldest son!
A warm sensation came from my back.
My eyelids are starting to feel heavy.
Yuan Yao mumbled, "I'm a little sleepy..."
"If you're sleepy, go to sleep." The little guard picked her up, strode to the bedside, and gently placed her on the bed.
Yuan Yao was so sleepy that she couldn't keep her eyes open. As soon as she touched the soft brocade quilt, she fell asleep.
Po Yue placed the wine jar on the table and said coldly, "Did you get him drunk?"
"No," the little guard said coldly, "he's a habitual drunkard."
Broken Moon: "???"
What are you saying?
Po Yue handed over a wine jar: "Drink."
The young guard didn't take it, but instead picked up the last bit of cherry wine on the table: "I'll drink this."
Po Yue said with disdain, "Fruit wine, but the alcohol content is weak."
"But alcohol can easily make you drunk," the young guard said coldly.
This fruit wine tastes sweet.
In reality, it's very easy to get drunk if you drink even a little too much.
Yuan Yao fell for it.
Po Yue glanced at Yuan Yao behind the curtains and said disdainfully, "Her alcohol tolerance is really poor."
The young guard didn't speak, but took a sip of wine from the jar and looked towards the bed: "Don't you think she looks quite adorable when she's drunk?"
good?
Po Yue took another sip of wine: "Naughty, silly."
They are easily deceived and easily bullied.
I really dislike it.
Po Yue clicked her tongue, picked up a piece of beef jerky, and threw it into her mouth.
The two chatted idly until the sky began to lighten...
The next day, Yuan Yao almost couldn't get up.
Blinding light shone into the bedroom through the cracks in the windows.
With a creak, the bedroom door was pushed open from the outside.
Aruo led a group of palace servants in from outside the door: "Princess, it's time to get up."
Yuan Yao was in a daze.
She rubbed her temples, her voice slightly hoarse: "Aruo?"
"I'm here." Aruo stepped forward, rolled up the bed curtains, and asked with a smile, "Did the princess sleep well last night?"
Last night...
Yuan Yao's mind was a complete mess.
Their consciousness is still stuck on drinking and eating meat.
She muttered, "Not very good."
Aruo reached out to help her up, but was startled when she saw her face: "Princess, you..."
"What's wrong?" Yuan Yao looked up.
Aruo felt very sorry for her: "Last night, did the princess go out to steal? Look at those dark circles under her eyes. If His Highness sees them, he will be heartbroken."
Dark circles under the eyes?
Yuan Yao rubbed her eyes: "Are your dark circles really that bad?"
"Yes!" Aruo waved and instructed the other palace maids, "Go, bring a basin of hot water and some ice cubes. The princess wants to apply it to her eyes."
Hot and cold compresses were methods Yuan Yao taught them.
Although the method is a bit crude, it works quite well for removing dark circles.
Yuan Yao yawned, closed her eyes to rest, and let Aruo do whatever she wanted.
It was half an hour later when I finished washing up.
Yuan Yao opened her eyes.
Just now, while she was resting with her eyes closed, she also took the opportunity to sort out her memories from last night.
Last night, she couldn't sleep, so she had her bodyguard bring two jars of wine.
The fruit wine she made last year was fragrant, sweet, and tasted wonderful. Before she knew it, she had drunk too much...
What happened next?
Yuan Yao patted her head hard, but still couldn't remember.
But... she thinks she saw Yun Chan?
That one glance left a deep impression on me!
Yuan Yao spoke up: "Traitor, come out."
A slender, dark figure landed inside the bedchamber.
Yuan Yao stood up, walked to the little guard's side, raised her hand, gestured a couple of times, and even sniffed.
Little bodyguard: "..."
Yuan Yao didn't say anything, but walked around him once.
Seeing this, the young guard asked in a muffled voice, "What are you doing?"
Yuan Yao walked briskly, her jade pendants jingling.
She looked at the young bodyguard: "Last night, besides you and Poyue, was anyone else in this bedchamber?"
The junior guard replied, "No..."
No?
Then, what happened to Yun Chan's face?
Yuan Yao looked at the little guard, her eyes darting around.
She chuckled softly: "You rebellious disciple, are you feeling guilty?"
“No…” the little guard replied.
“You do!” Yuan Yao looked up at him, her expression firm. “You’re even hesitating when you speak!”
He was still trying to lie to her!
Little bodyguard: "..."
He said with a hint of helplessness, "If the princess says it's there, then it is."
Yuan Yao's clear black and white eyes darted around again.
She turned around and glanced at the weather outside the palace.
Today, the autumn sky is clear and the air is crisp.
Yuan Yao asked, "Aruo, has Father returned from court?"
Aruo replied, "Your Highness, His Majesty had breakfast early this morning and went out of the palace on business."
Father has left the palace?
Yuan Yao pondered for a moment and then instructed, "Prepare breakfast for two people in a food box. Come with me to Chaoyun Palace!"
Aruo nodded: "This servant will go right away."
After speaking, he led the palace servants out of the sleeping quarters.
For a moment, the bedchamber was empty, with only Yuan Yao and the little guard remaining.
The junior guard bowed and said, "I have a mission today, so I'll take my leave now."
As he spoke, he began to disappear.
"Wait!" Yuan Yao called out to him, smiling, "There's still plenty of time, what's the rush?"
Little bodyguard: "..."
Yuan Yao said with a half-smile, "You will accompany me to Chaoyun Palace first. After Yun Chan and I have breakfast, you can go and carry out your mission."
I'll get angry if you don't come with me.
Little bodyguard: "..."
The young guard said helplessly, "Fine, I'll go with you."
Yuan Yao gave a small, triumphant smile.
On the way to Chaoyun Palace, every now and then Yuan Yao would ask, "Traitor, are you there?"
"I'm here," a familiar voice replied.
Upon reaching the entrance of Chaoyun Palace, Yuan Yao called out softly again, "Traitor."
A voice replied to her: "I'm here."
Yuan Yao was satisfied and stepped into the gate of Chaoyun Palace.
Chaoyun Palace remained as quiet as ever.
A young eunuch was sweeping the floor when he saw Yuan Yao. He happily bowed and said, "This servant greets the Princess!"
"Get up." Yuan Yao nodded and went inside.
Before they even reached the Pillow Star Palace, Ah Qi came to greet them: "Princess!"
Yuan Yao asked with a smile, "A-Qi, I came to have breakfast with Yun Chan, where is he?"
Ah Qi paused for a moment, then scratched his head and said, "Princess, my Highness..."
"Hmm?" Yuan Yao raised an eyebrow.
Ah Qi coughed lightly: "Princess, His Highness is taking a bath. Please wait a moment..."
Bathing?
Should I take a shower at this time?
How is that possible?
He's lying to her again!
In Yuan Yao's mind, countless fragmented images alternated—
Long, slender fingers wrapped in plasters, a thin, elongated body, that blurry yet beautiful face from last night, and the swirling black mist...
Yuan Yao strode to the door and pushed open the door to the Pillow Star Palace.
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