Ye Muyu glared, hardly believing that he had such nerve. "Aren't you afraid of losing face?"
She quietly ground her teeth.
Chu Heng raised an eyebrow, looking down at her. "What is there to lose face about? The Emperor knows I am henpecked," the lady assured him, "I will take good care of you."
"Ow." Ye Muyu couldn't hold back, biting his chin, and from the corner of her eye, she saw the man's Adam's apple bob up and down. Her heart tingled, daring not to provoke further, she quickly hid herself, shyly burying her face in his chest.
Chu Heng carried Ye Muyu back to the inner courtyard.
Along the way, they encountered quite a few servants.
Seeing this scene, they couldn't help but steal glances.
Su Mei and Chun Xing stayed behind, where quite a few people held them up to ask, "Is the Lady feeling unwell?"
