Although he had confessed his feelings to Yang Muxi long ago, due to her reserved nature, there had been almost no intimate gestures between the two.

Therefore, facing such a huge temptation, Jiang Chen's shameful heart wavered.

Looking at the sandalwood box within reach, images of Yang Muxi's ample figure involuntarily surfaced in his mind.

Although she always wore a loose Daoist robe, appearing plain and unremarkable.

But Jiang Chen had seen several times, when she took action, those two heavy peaks strained the robe to near deformation, even making one worry if it would tear open!

His palm gently covered the wooden box. Perhaps the question that had troubled him for so long could be answered today.

What exactly was the size?

Would it tear the robe?!

Jiang Chen's Adam's apple bobbed. In the end, he couldn't resist the temptation. He quickly opened the box and accurately pulled out a piece of lotus-root pink fabric from inside.

His fingers rubbed it, a smooth and soft feeling transmitted, along with a faint fragrance, carrying a light milky scent.

Jiang Chen keenly judged that this should be a tube top worn by Yang Muxi, yet to be washed.

Not only because of the scent.

But also because the fabric in his hand had obvious creases, as well as traces of being stretched and deformed.

Clearing his throat, Jiang Chen slightly guiltily spread the fabric in front of him and compared it with the white porcelain bowl on the table.

He was shocked to discover that the semicircular crease was a full two circles larger than the porcelain bowl!

Hiss, this size…

Jiang Chen quickly searched his mind and found that the only one who could compete with it was the charming and mature Empress Dowager Lu!

Clutching the fabric in his hand, Jiang Chen was about to examine it more closely when he noticed the faint fragrance in the air suddenly intensified!

What was going on?

Could it be that Muxi had returned?!

At this time, outside the small courtyard.

Yang Muxi, who had followed the Imperial Guards, had already pushed open the gate of the small courtyard and was striding towards the pavilion.

She had originally wanted to rush back to the palace to see Jiang Chen, but when she was approaching the outskirts of the capital, she noticed traces of the Imperial Guards and knew that Jiang Chen was coming, so she changed her route and returned to her small courtyard.

Gathering her inner strength, she instantly floated to the top-floor pavilion and broke through the window.

Looking at Jiang Chen with his back to her, she asked doubtfully, "What are you doing? Why are you being so sneaky?!"

Hearing this, Jiang Chen's face changed drastically!

Like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, he almost jumped up.

If it weren't for the consideration of his dignity as an emperor, plus the speculation he had in advance, he would definitely have lost his composure due to this sudden attack.

"Cough, cough, I'm fine. I just missed you so much that I was using objects to recall you... Don't let your imagination run wild as soon as you come back!"

There was nothing unusual.

Jiang Chen's tone was very serious, and there was nothing unusual about his expression. As for the tube top in his hand, he stuffed it into his sleeve while turning around.

But beneath the calm exterior, he was cursing in his heart.

"Xu Mu and the Imperial Guards under him are truly useless!"

"Seeing Yang Muxi return, why didn't they notify me in advance? They don't even have this much insight. I've truly raised them for nothing!"

Yang Muxi suspiciously sized up Jiang Chen, always feeling that something was wrong.

But specifically, she couldn't say... She could only suppress her anger and enter the house, observing everywhere.

"Jiang Chen, you're definitely hiding something from me!"

"Just now, when I came in from the window, you heard the movement, and the frequency of your breathing was off."

"Honestly confess, what bad things have you been doing behind my back!"

Cold sweat broke out on Jiang Chen's back. Were the senses of martial artists so acute?!

Of course, admitting it was impossible.

If Yang Muxi knew about the tube top, losing face was a small matter. He was afraid that she would get angry and directly attack!

His skills couldn't withstand that.

Forcing a smile, he diverted the topic, saying, "Muxi, it's all because I miss you so much!"

"It's been so long since we last met. Just now, when I suddenly heard your voice, I thought I was hallucinating, so I..."

"Hmm? Stop right there!"

Yang Muxi suddenly interrupted, her beautiful eyes narrowed, staring fixedly at Jiang Chen's bulging robe: "What are you hiding in your sleeve? Take it out and let me see!"

As a top expert of Great Wei, Yang Muxi's eyesight was not something ordinary people could compare with.

Jiang Chen's disguise might be able to deceive other women, but it would definitely not fool her.

With suspicion in her heart, she quickly found something wrong with Jiang Chen.

The smile on his face collapsed, Jiang Chen made a displeased look and said majestically, "Muxi, we haven't seen each other for so long, and you treat me with such an attitude?"

"I've missed you for a long time, and I squeezed time out of my busy schedule to come to your residence... Your current performance really chills me. Let's just leave it at that. I'm leaving!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Jiang Chen walked straight to the door.

His back view was very resolute!

Yang Muxi narrowed her eyes and watched, completely sure that this bastard was hiding something from her, and decided to trick Jiang Chen.

It was true that she was simple-minded, but she wasn't stupid.

Having been deceived so many times, she would never be fooled again!

Feigning a guilty expression, Yang Muxi stood up with a whoosh and grabbed his hand to dissuade him: "You, don't go!"

"I was wrong just now. I shouldn't have doubted you or questioned your feelings for me. Please stay. I want to spend more time with you..."

As she spoke, her slender white hand reached out. Her left hand tightly restrained Jiang Chen's arm, and her right hand took the opportunity to pull out the fabric that Jiang Chen had hidden in his sleeve.

The soft and familiar touch when she grabbed it made her feel an ominous premonition in her heart.

Then, she lowered her head to look.

Instantly, like overturning a dye palette, Yang Muxi's fair and pretty face began to change colors in turn, crimson, livid, purplish... and finally settled into pitch black!

The scene, like a Sichuan opera face-changing act, startled Jiang Chen so much that he didn't dare to breathe.

*Pa!*

Stepping out, the floor under Yang Muxi's feet directly cracked.

"Bastard! Lecher! You, you shameless and unscrupulous fellow... I, I'll beat you to death!"

Although she said that, Yang Muxi just stood in place, her small face red, her eyes constantly staring at the ground, the lotus-root pink tube top in her hand twisted into a ball.

Seeing this, Jiang Chen breathed a heavy sigh of relief.

Heaven knows, when he saw the cracked floor, his breathing had stopped for a moment.

Fortunately, Yang Muxi was only fierce in words, and in reality, she was reluctant to attack him at all.

Wiping the sweat from his forehead, he shamelessly approached and said, "Muxi, I didn't do it on purpose. I just missed you so much that I couldn't help but use objects to recall you."

"I usually wouldn't be like this. It's all because of you that I did this..."

"Shut up!"

Yang Muxi retorted angrily, "You bastard lecher, don't even think about shifting the blame onto me!"

"If you wanted to use objects to recall me, there are so many things in this room that you could have used. Why, why did you take that one in particular!"

"In the end, you're still depraved, full of despicable thoughts!"

As she said that, as if not to relieve her anger, Yang Muxi kicked out with her slender jade leg, aiming at Jiang Chen...