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"There's no need for Luo Bai to mock me; I already know I've acted foolishly."
Indeed, with a 100% success rate in her strategies, it was clear that Luo Bai wouldn't harm her. The moment she let her guard down, she became lazy in her thinking; this Dimension consumed too many brain cells. She preferred simpler Dimensions.
With both hands freed, Luo Bai pressed her against the wall of the cell, pinning her between his chest and the cold stone. Looking down at her, he asked, "Did you intentionally show mercy to the Servant, or is it that you have no reservations about the Servant?"
The clever little white one had filled her strategy gauge, so she didn’t need to keep pretending. Yet, one moment he tormented her, and the next he surrendered; it was as if she were not quite sane.
She enjoyed keeping others guessing about her thought process.
Yun Zhi Yue neither struggled nor spoke. Instead, she took Luo Bai's restrained wrist and gently massaged it, seemingly trying to ease the bruises there.
Seeing her actions, Luo Bai couldn't help but smile. He cupped her cheek and tilted her face to expose her delicate neck, leaning down to kiss it.
As Yun Zhi Yue's breathing gradually changed rhythm, she maintained a calm tone and said, "It seems you still prefer the palace. Would you like to serve as a Servant there?"
With his ear being licked by her warm tongue tip, Luo Bai replied hoarsely, "Ah, this time the Servant doesn't want gold or power; just feed me with your body, and I can walk through fire and mountains for you."
Yun Zhi Yue retorted sharply, "You think that's a beautiful thought? Hurry up and get to work; those memorials need reviewing."
Their eyes locked, and the slanted gaze of Zhu Zi was filled with unsettling desire. "My lady, if you want the horse to run, you must feed it grass. After being locked away for so long and still carrying wounds to ease your worries, where's my reward?"
As his hand slipped under her clothing to knead her waist, Yun Zhi Yue glanced around—this was a prison cell after all. "You know I'm pregnant; don't do anything reckless."
Luo Bai froze, his gaze dropping to Yun Zhi Yue's abdomen. His hand that had slipped from her waist stilled at her belly.
A chill ran down Yun Zhi Yue's spine. Surely he didn't intend to crush the air inside her stomach with one blow?
That seemed unlikely; after all, his strategy gauge was full. But she believed emotions couldn't be quantified—meaning there was still a chance that Luo Bai could exert control over himself. It felt a bit like lifting a rock only to drop it on one's own foot.
Just as she contemplated softening her stance and confessing that she was feigning pregnancy, Luo Bai withdrew his hand and began adjusting her clothes instead. He then changed into clean attire himself and picked up a brush from the table to quickly handle the memorials.
Yun Zhi Yue: She wanted others to be unable to decipher that pretentiousness of hers. How had she ended up being led by the nose by Luo Bai again?
With an inexplicable sense of competition that dictated that whoever spoke first would lose, Yun Zhi Yue sat quietly, watching Luo Bai work without uttering a word.
The flame of the oil lamp flickered, and the oil was nearly running out.
Finally, Luo Bai finished reviewing the last document and looked up to find Yun Zhi Yue already dozing off on the makeshift wooden table.
Sometimes, he truly could not understand her thoughts—she would tenderly seek his attention, go to great lengths to entice him, and even resort to cold-hearted schemes to undermine him. Yet now, here she was, defenseless and asleep before him.
Her delicate face, as if it could be submerged in water, was flushed with a rosy hue as she slept peacefully, seemingly lost in a serene dream.
In this eerie Zhao Prison, perhaps only she could sleep so soundly.
Setting down the documents, he stood up and gently cradled her in his arms, as if soothing a small child.
"My lady, you must be tired. The memorials have been taken care of."
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