In a private room of Wanxu Tower, Wen Yiyue was discussing methods to lure prey into a trap with someone.
As she was leaving, she passed by the casino and, on a whim, glanced inside. Then, she saw a familiar figure.
Wen Yiyue's brow twitched, her expression surprised and hesitant as she walked over.
Xing Yuan was already tipsy, swaying her head and slinging an arm around someone. Although Azhi was a royal secret guard, she never interfered in her master's personal affairs. At most, she would protect her master's safety and act according to her master's instructions.
Therefore, she turned a blind eye to the princess's uninhibited behavior.
It was different for Wen Yiyue. She had come to regard Xing Yuan as hers during this time. Now, seeing Xing Yuan so intimate with someone else, even though she knew Xing Yuan was not entirely lucid, jealousy surged uncontrollably in her heart.
"A Yuan!" Wen Yiyue stood before Xing Yuan, a strange light flickering in her eyes, her voice slightly hoarse.
"Hmm?" Xing Yuan looked confusedly in the direction of the voice, her eyes filled with a watery sheen, reminiscent of a cute little animal.
Xing Yuan vaguely made out the appearance of the person before her. She was truly beautiful.
Xing Yuan immediately put down the dice she was holding, swayed unsteadily, and walked up to Wen Yiyue. She gently raised her hand and placed it on Wen Yiyue's face, her eyes dazed as she said:
"Sister is so beautiful, can you come home with me?"
Wen Yiyue's lips twitched slightly. With helplessness in her eyes, she caught Xing Yuan's hand and said softly, "Do you know who I am?"
Xing Yuan seemed not to understand what she was saying. She gently shook her head and continued, "Pretty sister, won't you come home with me? I'm very rich, I'll support you from now on."
After speaking, Xing Yuan, as if to show off, ran back to the gambling table and pointed at her chips with great pride.
Azhi watched her master's foolish display and considered whether to silence these people. A future ruler publicly flirting with a young maiden was hardly a glorious matter, no matter how you looked at it!
Wen Yiyue clearly understood this. So, even though she was somewhat angry, she wouldn't argue with a drunkard in public.
Wen Yiyue softened her tone, employing some of her professional skills and a way of coaxing children. "If A Yuan wants to go home with sister, you have to be good. Sister likes obedient children."
Xing Yuan understood. She didn't speak, but looked at Wen Yiyue with wronged eyes, appearing pitiful.
Wen Yiyue reached out to take her hand, and Xing Yuan obediently followed.
"I'll take her back later. You handle things here first!" Wen Yiyue instructed Azhi before leaving.
She dared not take any risks with Xing Yuan. Moreover, Wen Yiyue did not entirely trust Azhi, as Azhi was loyal to the royal family first, and then to Xing Yuan.
The drunken Xing Yuan, apart from her slightly bold and passionate actions earlier, was quite obedient at other times. She did whatever Wen Yiyue directed her to do.
Wen Yiyue's heart instantly softened to the point of melting. She took Xing Yuan back to her own home, intending to make her some hangover soup and send her back after she had fully sobered up.
Lying on the bed, half-asleep, Xing Yuan saw Wen Yiyue approach and threw her arms around her.
She said with a fierce yet cute tone, "Sister, don't go!"
Wen Yiyue smiled, put down the bowl in her hand, and gently kissed Xing Yuan's forehead, her voice clear and crisp, "Good girl, I'm not leaving. Have some hangover soup!"
Xing Yuan's delicate eyebrows furrowed slightly, her expression resistant. She gestured with her hand, "I only had a little bit, I'm not drunk, I don't need hangover soup."
She was already like this, yet she claimed she wasn't drunk!
However, Wen Yiyue recalled some information she had gathered and showed no surprise. Having been raised as a proper young lady since childhood, this might truly be Xing Yuan's first time getting drunk!
Wen Yiyue remembered something and took out a packet of candy from a drawer, shaking it in front of Xing Yuan.
"Good A Yuan, you can have candy after you drink the hangover soup."
Xing Yuan reached out to grab it, but Wen Yiyue, who was prepared, dodged her.
Xing Yuan's mood clearly became agitated. She struggled to get up, seemingly wanting to snatch it again, but Wen Yiyue quickly popped a strawberry-flavored fruit candy into her mouth.
Xing Yuan's emotions were inexplicably soothed. With the candy in her mouth, her mood seemed to improve.
When Wen Yiyue brought the hangover soup to her lips again, she obediently drank it and then gazed at Wen Yiyue expectantly.
Wen Yiyue chuckled and then proceeded with the candy feeding again.
After drinking the hangover soup, Xing Yuan seemed to have regained some clarity. Looking at Wen Yiyue, who was so close, she couldn't help but kiss her.
A faint strawberry scent flowed between their lips.
Wen Yiyue was taken aback for a moment before turning the tables and kissing her back, the kiss hot and sincere. Finally, with a hint of playful punishment, Wen Yiyue gently bit Xing Yuan's lip, as if chiding her or perhaps acting coy.
After the kiss, Xing Yuan fell into a deep sleep due to the alcohol, leaving Wen Yiyue sitting by the bed with a complex and indescribable expression.
This person truly knew her weakness, yet always stirred her up first, only to be the first to leave. She really wanted Xing Yuan to know that her actions were extremely, very malicious.
Thinking this, Wen Yiyue's face suddenly broke into a wicked smile.
She walked to the bookshelf in the bedroom and gently turned a kylin head on the shelf. Then, the bookshelf parted to the sides, revealing a hidden door.
This was her secret room, or rather, a place that belonged solely to her heart. No one had ever entered it besides her, and now she wanted to share this place with someone else.
Wen Yiyue turned on the light. The secret room was decorated warmly and brightly, completely unlike the dark and unsavory places rumored to be secret rooms.
Whenever Wen Yiyue felt restless, she liked to spend some time here quietly, as if everything in the mortal world had faded away.
Wen Yiyue was a person of great action. Since she had made up her mind, she immediately began to arrange this secret room.
Generally, secret rooms would have a secret passage for a safe escape in special circumstances. Wen Yiyue had also specially built several secret passages. Now, she added more security to the original hiding of the entrance to the secret passage.
Although in Wen Yiyue's eyes, Xing Yuan did not seem particularly intelligent, preparedness had always been her motto. She disliked taking risks and only liked to have everything under control.