Volume 3 Chapter 17: Stripped Bare, Stripped Bare!

  The moment I woke up, I saw Xuan Yuan Yifei's fingers, those white and slender ones, just like they were born to play the piano. On his right ring finger was a sapphire ring, with a blue gemstone in the shape of a flower, matching the floral pattern on his pajamas.

  For the first time, she looked so closely and carefully at his fingers, and found that Xuan Yuan Yifei was wearing a ring.

  Wait! Xuan Yuan Yi Fei is beside me, he's on my bed!

  "Ah!" I finally came to, jumping up in shock, looking down at myself, the little eunuch's clothes were still on, and only then did I put my mind at ease. Oh no, I forgot about Xuan Yuan Yi Fei again, he is the Emperor after all.

  Sneaking a glance at him, he was still looking at the book in his hand. As I looked at him, he calmly turned a page, his eyelids never lifting.

  "I don't like women who snore and sleep a lot." He said lightly, still not looking at me, "You don't have these two habits, so I will come here every day from now on."

  I slowly opened my mouth and stared at him in surprise, his face faintly visible behind the book.

  "It's good that you have an explanation to give to the empress." He put down his book, gazing at me with half-lowered eyelids. I slowly closed my mouth and knelt down by the wall, this time finding it a bit hard to get out of this situation.

  "It's better if people don't see the wound on your foot."

  It is...

  "After I am awake, you cannot sleep."

  "What...ah?" I raised my face in shock, what's the difference between this and tormenting me?

  A cold gaze came from behind the book, and I immediately lowered my head: "Yes..." He was indeed the emperor. Which emperor doesn't sleep, while his consort sleeps first? Unless this consort was the one the emperor loved dearly, as romance novels often described.

  After the princess fell asleep, the emperor would come over halfway through reviewing the memorials, gently stroke her face, kiss her mouth, and then go back to work. Poor emperor. But Xuan Yuan Yi Fei was not like that. He was reading a book! Why did he also have to make me stay up all night? I should have just stayed asleep earlier.

  In the quiet room, it was Xuan Yuan Yifei's occasional sound of flipping through books. I sat cross-legged at the foot of the bed and dozed off, nodding my head from time to time. Xuan Yuan Yifei was too strong, I used to think he was made of wood. Now he must be made of iron, how could he not sleep? No wonder he always had droopy eyelids during the day, it turned out he was dozing off.

  In a daze, I entered a world shrouded in white mist, where the air was filled with a faint floral scent. Amidst the drifting fog, there was a figure.

  "Hey, can you take me away from here?" I shouted at him, but he ignored me. I ran towards him, and the fog dispersed around me. The person hidden behind the fog became clear, and it was a man wearing white clothes. He had his back to me.

  Xuanmo's long hair flowed behind him, with a faint dew on it.

  "Excuse me... how do I get out of here?" I asked him. He slowly turned around, and I was startled - the man in front of me had no face.

  He had no eyes. No nose. Nor a mouth, the face without features was like an unfinished painting. He walked towards me. Lowered his head, gazed at me with that featureless face for a long time, then gently took my hand and placed it on his face.

  In a daze, I used my index finger to draw his eyes, then his thin eyebrows, followed by his nose, and finally his lips. When I finished drawing, I was shocked to discover that I had actually drawn Nangong Qiu.

  "Hmm... We're just ordinary people..." Nangong Qiu forced a smile, "Just... ordinary people..."

  A hundred emotions welled up in my heart, and I never expected that the curse born of anger back then would make Nan Gong Autumn so dispirited. He lost his former gentleness, lost the evil he showed me, it was I who turned the angular Nan Gong Autumn into a rounded stone with no edges or corners, turning the ferocious and overbearing wild wolf into a domesticated dog.

  "Sorry..." I touched his face and wiped away those features, and the man in front of me became a faceless man once again.

  I once again reshaped his facial features, and this time the one who appeared in front of me was Xuan Yuan Yi Fei. He gazed at me with those amber-like bright eyes, and I smiled faintly, still unconnected to myself. Compared to Nan Gong Qiu, Xuan Yuan Yi Fei was undoubtedly a stranger.

  It proved that sentence: Distance produces beauty, so I have always had a good impression of Xuan Yuan Yifei.

  "What were you just saying?" he asked suddenly.

  I smiled, and indeed it was Xuan Yuan Yi Fei, who even in his dreams had to interrogate me. I raised the corners of my lips, but didn't respond.

  He tilted his face, raised an eyebrow: "Feng Qingya wanted to use you to distract me, but unfortunately, you are now mine." The tone of voice revealed Xuan Yuan Yifei's complacency. I started to be puzzled, how did the Xuan Yuan Yifei in my dream know so much, his IQ was beyond ordinary people.

  "What... did you say? What's with the transfer of gaze?"

  "Hmm..." He let out a low hum, slowly walking up to me, leaning down, and opening his lips. I stared blankly as that handsome face drew near, and when the long hair shining with a faint purple glow slid past my eyes, he kissed my lips. I stood frozen, unable to react in this dream...

  A kiss without any emotions, very light, I didn't feel anything, it was just a man's kiss to a woman. I frowned, this made me feel like an object, I pushed him away, he left my lips and looked at me with his drooping eyelids as usual.

  He raised his hand, tore open my sash, and I stood there in a daze until he had stripped off all my clothes. One of his icy hands began at my neck and slowly moved down, saying "Not bad."

  He treated me like an object, I slapped his hand away, a large quilt appeared in the air, pulled it down to cover myself and glared at him: "I hate you!"

  Suddenly, Xuan Yuan Yifei disappeared before my eyes, and the entire world was left with only me once again.

  The fog gradually dispersed, and the dazzling sunlight fell from the clouds, piercing my eyes. The next moment, I woke up from this hazy dream.

  The nostalgic and classical decorations reflected in my eyes are my room.

  By the pillow, no one is there, where has Xuan Yuan Yi Fei gone?

  It's great, he finally left. I will continue sleeping soundly being wrapped up tightly.

  Wait, what's this strange feeling? On my body... I suddenly woke up with a start and felt all over my body. Here, there, nothing was there. The little eunuch's clothes were gone, the bed sheet wrapped around me was also gone.

  A loud clap of thunder.

  I jumped up at once, turned over on the bed, clean, very clean.

  It seems that Xuan Yuan Yi Fei didn't want others to see me wearing a eunuch's attire, which would arouse suspicion. I'm going crazy, was that dream half true and half false?

  A black thread suddenly dropped from above, and a mass of black air began to wrap around my head like a ball of yarn. Depressing, every time I was dazed and confused, I was seen through by strange men.

  The first was Nangong Qiu, he wanted to set my bones and that's all.

  The second was Xuan Yuan Yifei, who took off his clothes even cleaner than Nangong Qiu.

  My eyebrows are twitching, why am I so unlucky. No way, I'll find an opportunity to get them all back!

  When a new concubine enters the palace and spends the night with the emperor, they all have to go pay their respects to the empress the next day. But because I am nothing, I don't even have the qualification to pay my respects, which is an extremely pitiful thing in other people's eyes, but for me, it is undoubtedly a good thing, no need to get up early.

  I slept comfortably until the afternoon, when four little palace maids came in to help me wash and dress. They brought clothes, jewelry, and other items, filling up the originally empty closet and dresser.

  By chance, I saw a box of ointment, opened it, and the milky white ointment made me think of something, that thing specially prepared for male pets.

  "What is this... used for?"

  The little palace maid looked at me strangely: "Don't you know that the beautiful woman from the Hundred Flowers Palace has a wound-healing cream? This is Cong Shuang Gao, it can make wounds heal quickly and also repair delicate skin."

  "Wound?" I still can't figure it out, I'm not a recipient of injuries, where did the wound come from? Suddenly, I remembered that some women can also be very hurtful. So that's how it is... Just right to use it to wipe my feet.

  "The beautiful woman floated away, saying 'If there's nothing else, I'll take my leave'."

  "Oh."

  As Cuihe left, I quickly applied this what condensed gel to my feet, and immediately, like frost seeping into the soles of my feet, it felt comfortable.

  But soon I found that I had no status in this palace, even the palace maids looked down on me, and not even lunch was sent to me.

  My stomach is hungry, my feet are sore, no one serves me, no one cares about me. When I want to go out of the room, I hear the palace maids whispering not far away, saying that I have become a maid of a courtesan.

  At this point, if I don't get angry then I'm really being an idiot. Pulling out the monthly vote ads, pink votes are monthly votes, thank you everyone for your support.