The man smiled: "If I summon you here so late, of course it will be at night."

Going to bed at night? The understatement made my doubts deepen. I was originally the maid who followed Yao Yingxue, so it was never my turn to go to bed for him. Besides, this case was not over yet, so I was still waiting.

The body of sin, why do you want me to go to bed at night?

But no matter what I thought, the road under my feet slowly ended. When I looked up, I was already in front of the dormitory gate.

"Your Highness, we are here."

The guard bowed at the door, then turned back to me and said, "Go in." After saying that, he turned around and left.

Standing in the cold night, I was shaking slightly, but I still mustered up the courage to push open the ajar door and slowly walked in.

The main hall was as empty as ever. On the candlestick beside the bed, a candle swayed gently, reflecting a familiar figure in the layers of curtains. He was sitting on the bedside, dressed in black and almost blending into the night. Only that

Her reserved eyes were shining, looking at me calmly.

I walked over and bowed down: "Slave, please pay homage to His Highness the Third Highness."

"Well, turn off the lights."

As if he didn't need any explanation at all, he just lay down, and I could only walk over, blow out the candle, then find the small brocade stool next to the bed, and sit down against the wall.

Everything seemed to be just like that night, also quiet, with an indescribable sense of tension.

I opened my eyes wide in the dark night, not feeling tired at all. Listening to his even breathing, I didn't realize it was midnight.

"Tea."

A faint voice sounded from the curtains. I stood up, poured a cup of tea, and brought it to the bedside. A hand stretched out from the curtains, but instead of picking up the tea, it grabbed my wrist just like last time.
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……!

This time, I didn’t panic, and I didn’t even spill the tea. I just bit my lower lip and silently tried to pull my hand back, but the owner of that hand refused to relax at all. I pushed hard, and so did he.

Stop, he also stopped, but just refused to let go.

But no matter how hard we struggled, he and I never said a word.

Gradually, it became a stalemate.

I don't know how long this stalemate lasted. Another cold laugh sounded from the curtain. Pei Yuanhao slowly sat up straight and looked at me through the layers of gauze, as if through countless clouds and mist: "What?

Do you feel you have been wronged?"

"..." I bit my lower lip and didn't speak. I still used my hands silently.

At this time, his hand relaxed a bit.

I was stunned. Just as I was about to pull my hand back, I felt a heavy weight on my wrist. He suddenly grabbed my wrist and pulled hard. I was caught off guard and fell onto the bed.

He bullied me and pinned me down.

This time, I was completely panicked and looked at him with wide eyes in horror: "Your Highness..."

The corners of his thin lips were slightly raised, and in the dim light, I saw the ghostly smile on his face. He was obviously smiling, but it seemed that he would engulf you in the next moment.

"Don't feel wronged."

He leaned over and looked at me coldly: "Yue Qingying, there are many scheming women in Shangyang Palace, but you are the first one who dares to play scheming on me!"
Chapter completed!