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It seems they truly have a connection, don’t they?
The man in white thought to himself, a gentle smile slowly curling at the corners of his mouth, radiating warmth and elegance.
At that moment, unwilling to be left out, Nangong Junxi could no longer bear the silent exchange of glances between Le Yao Yao and Leng Junyu, as if they were ignoring him completely.
He cleared his throat loudly to assert his presence.
Hearing Nangong Junxi's deliberate cough, Leng Junyu's cold eyes flickered for a moment before he slowly withdrew his gaze from Le Yao Yao. He then lightly pinched the teacup beside him, pretending to adjust it to mask his earlier lapse in composure.
Meanwhile, Le Yao Yao, suddenly coming back to her senses, felt her cheeks flush. They were so red it seemed like they could bleed.
Once she regained her composure, Le Yao Yao hurriedly adjusted her wildly racing heart and bowed respectfully to both Leng Junyu and Nangong Junxi.
“Your Highness, may you be blessed! Seventh Prince, may you be blessed!”
“Hmph! This prince thought you, Little Servant, didn’t even notice my presence!”
Nangong Junxi said disdainfully, with an undercurrent of jealousy in his tone.
However, Le Yao Yao couldn’t detect the nuance; she only felt that this Seventh Prince would feel uncomfortable if he didn’t find some way to trouble her.
Nevertheless, she was already accustomed to the Seventh Prince’s attitude towards her. So she immediately lowered her head, adopting a humble demeanor of a servant and replied earnestly.
“How could this servant dare?!”
“Hmph! What is there for you to be afraid of, Little Servant?”
Perhaps feeling neglected earlier had turned Nangong Junxi into a petulant figure, clinging onto Le Yao Yao and refusing to let go.
Because only in this way would his gaze be directed at him.
Although Nangong Junxi knew that behaving this way would only make him unhappy—perhaps even cursing him silently in his heart at that very moment.
However, he had no idea what to do.
Indeed, Nangong Junxi was not wrong in his thoughts. At this moment, Le Yao Yao was secretly cursing him in her heart.
That damn Seventh Prince returned and immediately targeted her with every word. She couldn't help but wonder if they were enemies in their past lives, which would explain their mutual disdain upon meeting this time!
But who was the servant now? No matter what her master said, even if she felt angry and unwilling inside, she could only show a humble attitude. Just thinking about it made Le Yao Yao seethe with rage.
This damned Slave Society was truly infuriating!
Although Le Yao Yao didn't dare to openly defy Nangong Junxi, in her mind, she had already imagined him wearing nothing but a pair of briefs, being mercilessly whipped by her with a thorny Long Whip.
Just the thought of that arrogant Seventh Prince begging her and crying out "Queen, spare me!" brought a smile to her face.
Le Yao Yao was the kind of person whose thoughts were always reflected on her face.
The strange smile at the corner of her mouth puzzled Nangong Junxi, making him think that Le Yao Yao must have been driven mad by his scolding.
After all, which servant would still be able to smile after being reprimanded!?
Moreover, it was unsettling to see Le Yao Yao smile so oddly. It made Nangong Junxi feel a bit uneasy.
Deep down, he knew this had to be about him, and it was definitely something very unpleasant...
Just as he was about to speak again and scold her some more, a man in white suddenly interrupted him.
"Yao Brother, I didn't expect us to be so fated to meet again so soon!"
As that warm and deep voice rang out, it startled Le Yao Yao, who had been silently cursing in her heart. Her beautiful eyes widened in surprise.
Heavens! She couldn't have misheard that voice, could she!?
Le Yao Yao's heart skipped a beat as she immediately looked up towards the source of the voice.
When she saw that familiar figure, her mind went blank for a moment with a loud 'bang'.
As she regained her senses, disbelief and surprise flooded her, and she exclaimed, "Brother Bai, what are you doing here!?"
At Le Yao Yao's exclamation, both Leng Junyu and Nangong Junxi were momentarily taken aback.
After all, they had not expected that Le Yao Yao actually knew Dongfang Bai.
Moreover, seeing the look of astonishment mixed with joy on Le Yao Yao's face as she gazed at Dongfang Bai made the nearby Cold Eyes narrow slightly. His thin lips pursed together, clearly feeling a twinge of jealousy.
Who would have thought that this Little One could attract so much attention? First it was a junior brother, then a girl, and now even Dongfang Bai...
The more he thought about it, the colder the glint in Leng Junyu's eyes became.
Meanwhile, after recovering from his shock, Nangong Junxi asked with a puzzled expression, "Old Bai, you two... know each other!?"
"Haha, yes! I have quite a connection with Yao Brother!"
Seeing Nangong Junxi's astonished face, Dongfang Bai's features softened as he smiled warmly and elegantly, giving off an aura like a refreshing breeze that lifted one's spirits.
Looking at the charming smile on Dongfang Bai's face, Le Yao Yao couldn't help but feel a flash of admiration.
Wow...
He truly was a warm and handsome man, giving off the vibe of a friendly Big Brother next door.
As an only daughter, Le Yao Yao had always wanted an older brother or sister or younger siblings. Unfortunately, her parents said having her as their precious child was enough.
In her heart, she truly desired a gentle Big Brother, just like the man before her.
He was graceful and elegant, like a black orchid, exuding an unmatched subtlety.
Moreover, in his eyes, there would be no sense of hierarchy or class distinction.
For instance, just moments ago, when he saw her and recognized that she was merely a servant, others might have pretended not to see her out of concern for appearances. But he was different; his attitude towards her remained unchanged, just as it had been before.
Because of this, Le Yao Yao's impression of Dongfang Bai improved even further.
A smile crept onto her lips as she returned a radiant grin to Dongfang Bai.
That smile was dazzling, akin to thousands of peach blossoms blooming all at once—beautiful and breathtaking!
However, that stunning smile was meant for only one person and pierced the eyes of the other two. Yet, Le Yao Yao remained blissfully unaware.
When Dongfang Bai met Le Yao Yao's flower-like smile, his mood lightened considerably.
After all, he had felt quite dejected when mentioning his lost sister earlier. But now, he realized that the smile of this Little One seemed to possess a charm that penetrated the depths of human nature.
His smile was so clear and pure, free from any impurities—captivating and comfortable. It drew people in without them even realizing it.
As he marveled at Le Yao Yao's smile, Dongfang Bai's slender eyes warmed slightly, and with a lingering smile, he said gently,
"Yao Brother, does your waist still hurt? Would you like me to take a look?"
If he hadn’t misheard those footsteps earlier, Le Yao Yao had rushed over here with great enthusiasm.
But how could he run so energetically with an injury at his waist!?
Thinking of this made a hint of worry appear on Dongfang Bai's face.
Seeing this, Le Yao Yao felt a warmth in her heart.
To her surprise, he actually cared for her so much, remembering that she was still injured!
A sweet feeling surged within her, warming her heart!
However, before Le Yao Yao could say anything to Dongfang Bai, Leng Junyu, who had been sulking nearby, furrowed his handsome brows upon hearing that Le Yao Yao was hurt. His red lips parted as he immediately spoke without a second thought.
"You’re injured!? How did this happen?"
"Uh, Your Highness, I'm fine!"
Hearing Leng Junyu's words and the concern in his expression made Le Yao Yao feel a bit flustered, but she shook her head to show that it wasn't serious.
In truth, Le Yao Yao was somewhat oblivious.
Earlier, she had planned to go straight to bed after enduring the pain in her lower back.
However, upon hearing the news of the return of the living hell, she felt as if she had been injected with adrenaline.
Suddenly, she felt energized and her back pain seemed to vanish.
But now, thanks to Dongfang Bai's mention, she belatedly realized that her back still ached faintly.
After all, although Tu Fei was small in stature, he was quite strong. That kick he delivered nearly cost her life!
Even without checking the wound on her back, she knew it must be bruised and swollen.
Now, hearing such concerned inquiries from the living hell made Le Yao Yao's heart feel a little warmer.
Before she could think further, she suddenly felt a tight grip on her wrist and found herself seated on a rosewood stool, face-to-face with a strikingly handsome face.
In her ears came the cold and deep voice of the living hell, though it wasn’t directed at her.
"Bai, show the little rabbit her wounds!"
Hearing the words of the Living Yama, Le Yao Yao was momentarily stunned. Then, as if realizing something, she quickly broke free from his grasp and hurriedly said, "No, no need! I'm fine!"
"How can you be fine!? Look at your face; it's all pale! Do you think your body is made of iron? Take off your clothes!"
Although he didn't know why Le Yao Yao had been injured, hearing Dongfang Bai's words and seeing the expression on Le Yao Yao's face, Leng Junyu sensed the pain hidden in her brows. It made him realize that this person before him was likely seriously hurt.
His heart couldn't help but clench with worry for her.
Unfortunately, upon hearing the Living Yama's words, Le Yao Yao struggled even more fiercely, her expression growing increasingly frantic.
After all, her injury was on her waist; how could she let anyone see it? If it were discovered that she was a woman, how could she possibly survive!?
Especially someone as proud as the Living Yama, who despised women throughout his life.
Even when he had been drugged at the brothel last time, he refused to seek out a woman and ended up with her, a 'eunuch.'
Perhaps that day, the Living Yama had wanted to regain some semblance of normalcy, but later he couldn't overcome his disdain for women.
So now, her identity as a woman absolutely could not be revealed because she feared that the Living Yama would end her life!
The more she thought about it, the more frightened Le Yao Yao became, and her expression grew more panicked.
Just then, as the Living Yama frowned in displeasure and reached out to grab her again, Le Yao Yao let out a piercing scream.
"Don't—"
Her clear and shrill voice echoed through the night sky. In the stillness of the night, it rang particularly loud and clear, causing Mei and Xing, who had been waiting outside the door, to rush in thinking something was wrong.
With Le Yao Yao's scream, not only was the Living Yama startled—his outstretched hand froze in mid-air and did not advance another inch.
A look of astonishment crossed his ruggedly handsome face.
Nangong Junxi and Dongfang Bai were equally taken aback by Le Yao Yao's piercing scream. Everyone was puzzled; they had only wanted to check on his wound, so why did he react so intensely? Did he harbor some untold secret?
No one could fathom this, nor had they fully processed it.
Le Yao Yao wrapped her arms tightly around her chest, as if guarding against something. A flicker of panic crossed her beautiful eyes, and taking advantage of the stunned silence, she dashed out of the study, hurriedly making her way to her room.
At that moment, she was utterly flustered. All she knew was that she could never let anyone discover her true identity as a woman; she had to escape!
The study fell into a brief silence following Le Yao Yao's hasty departure.
In everyone's minds, confusion and shock reigned.
They couldn't figure out what was wrong with Le Yao Yao.
After a long pause, it was the ever-observant Dongfang Bai who pursed her red lips and said meaningfully, "Everyone has secrets they wish to keep hidden; perhaps Yao Brother is no different."
Everyone agreed with Dongfang Bai's sentiment. However, Star seemed to have recalled something and spoke up.
"This Xiaoyaozi is a bit strange. The last time I returned from a mission with Mei, covered in dirt, we intended to bathe together, but Xiaoyaozi absolutely refused to let us in. Could it be that he has some secret?"
Upon hearing Star's words, Nangong Junxi's imagination began to run wild. He thought aloud, "I once overheard in the palace that some children from poor families, especially those who were somewhat good-looking but lacked money, would be bought by noble families as male pets. They ended up being abused by those perverts and were even branded with terrible marks. Could this little rabbit have experienced something similar?"
The more he thought about it, the more plausible it seemed!
After all, they had merely wanted to help him check his waist injury, yet he reacted so dramatically.
Moreover, he was quite handsome but came from a very poor background; it made sense that he might have been sold into servitude as a eunuch.
Perhaps in the past, he had been bought by a noble family to serve as a male pet and had even suffered severe abuse at the hands of those perverts...
As soon as Nangong Junxi thought of this, his heart tightened, feeling an overwhelming pity for Le Yao Yao.
Poor Little Servant. Well, from now on, he would just have to bully 'him' less...
In contrast to Nangong Junxi's sympathetic feelings, Leng Junyu, standing nearby, showed no outward expression. However, the hands hidden within his sleeves were already clenched into fists, fingers slowly tightening, digging into flesh...
Could it be that 'he' was really being...
...
Unaware that her agitated reaction and panicked departure would lead others to mistakenly believe that Le Yao Yao had been abused by a pervert, she rushed back to her room and immediately shut the Carved Wooden Door tightly behind her. Leaning against the wooden door, she gasped for breath.
"Whoa, that was close! I almost got discovered..."
Fortunately, she had run fast; otherwise, if that domineering figure had insisted on stripping her to check for injuries, her identity as a woman would have been compromised.
Le Yao Yao silently celebrated her narrow escape. However, after the relief faded, the pain in her waist surged like a tidal wave crashing over her.
The sharp stabs felt as if someone were using a dull knife to mercilessly slice through her bones. The pain made Le Yao Yao grit her teeth and draw in cold breaths.
Her cheeks, which had been flushed from running, suddenly drained of color in an instant, leaving her face looking pale as paper—truly alarming.
"Damn it, it hurts so much!"
Le Yao Yao slowly slid down from the Carved Wooden Door and sat on the ground, muttering through gritted teeth.
She hadn't felt much pain earlier; perhaps it was because her frenzied sprint had aggravated the injury on her waist.
Thinking of this, Le Yao Yao recalled the medicine Dongfang Bai had given her and quickly pulled out the small Porcelain Bottle from her pocket.
She began to unfasten her clothing and looked down.
It was one thing not to look; once she did, Le Yao Yao's Eyes widened in shock, and even her lips turned pale.
"Oh my goodness! How could it be so serious!"
Le Yao Yao exclaimed in disbelief. She looked down at her left side, where a palm-sized bruise was forming, surrounded by a patch of red.
No wonder it hurt so much earlier! That damned Tu Fei, she would definitely make him pay for this if she ever got the chance!
Le Yao Yao thought angrily, but her hands were quick to act. She swiftly twisted open the Porcelain Bottle, and a faint scent reminiscent of mint wafted into the air.
It smelled wonderful!
She had no idea what it was made of!
However, even though Le Yao Yao didn't know Dongfang Bai's true identity or whether this medicine would work, deep down, she trusted him!
So, she immediately applied the medicine to her wound.
Strangely enough!
The liquid appeared colorless and fragrant, but as soon as it touched the fiery bruise that felt like it was burning, it felt like a cool whirlwind swept through, taking away all the searing pain.
In less than fifteen minutes, Le Yao Yao noticed that the once agonizing wound felt much better, leaving only a slight warmth behind.
"Oh my goodness! This medicine is truly miraculous!"
Once the pain subsided, Le Yao Yao wiped the sweat from her forehead and picked up the small Porcelain Bottle, sniffing it curiously before exclaiming in disbelief.
She never expected that such an excellent medicine existed in ancient times. It was far better than any modern injections or traditional Chinese medicine.
This also left Le Yao Yao puzzled and curious about who Dongfang Bai really was!
He was like a mystery.
And like a gust of wind that couldn't be caught.
Without a trace, he came and went.
Yet, he always seemed to appear unexpectedly.
Moreover, he was acquainted with the Living Yama, and their relationship appeared to be quite good.
She truly had no idea what kind of man she had gotten to know!
However, even though she knew nothing about Dongfang Bai, for some reason, Le Yao Yao felt quite positive about him.
Perhaps it was his gentle demeanor that made him seem so harmless and refined, like a friendly Big Brother next door.
So no matter what, she was determined to keep this friend!
...
The next day, Le Yao Yao woke up early. She first applied medicine to her wound and tidied herself up. Looking at her reflection in the mirror, the Little One was all dressed up. Le Yao Yao couldn't help but clench her small fists and cheer herself on in front of the mirror.
"Come on, Le Yao Yao! You're an indestructible cockroach! Dad always said that there's nothing in this world that can't be overcome. Even the Living Yama is just a person. Sure, he might be a bit cold and intimidating with a strong presence, and yes, he can kill and looks terrifying when angry, but I, Le Yao Yao, won't be afraid! I will face him bravely! Let's go!"
With newfound courage, Le Yao Yao puffed out her chest and marched forward with the stance of a warrior charging into battle. She confidently pushed open the Carved Wooden Door and headed toward the Living Yama's room.
After all, last night she had screamed in panic and fled without regard for the Living Yama and his companions. Surely today they would interrogate her thoroughly and demand an explanation.
If they really pressed her for answers, Le Yao Yao had already thought of several excuses to escape. At worst, she could ruin her image by claiming she had an unsightly birthmark that might frighten them.
Having settled on this plan, Le Yao Yao found herself standing before the Living Yama's door.
Though she had mentally prepared herself earlier, just thinking about facing that proud and stern face again, along with those Cold Eyes that seemed capable of seeing through one's soul, made her heart race and her scalp tingle.
But now there was no turning back.
Since the Living Yama had returned, she had to confront him. Therefore, she absolutely could not be nervous; she needed to act as she did when serving him before!
Yes, just like that!
After adjusting her mindset, Le Yao Yao took a deep breath and reached out to knock on the Carved Wooden Door.
With the crisp sound of knocking, within moments, a low, seductive voice unique to the Living Hell King echoed from inside—
"Come in!"
Upon hearing this, Le Yao Yao immediately lowered her head and averted her gaze, adopting a submissive demeanor as she slowly pushed the door open.
She had expected to face the Living Hell King's piercing Cold Eyes alone, along with his questions about last night.
To her surprise, when Le Yao Yao entered the room and raised her eyes, she was momentarily stunned by the scene before her.
In the room, it wasn't just the Living Hell King present.
Sitting leisurely with his legs crossed and savoring tea was that infuriating Seventh Prince, Nangong Junxi.
And Dongfang Bai was there too!
Le Yao Yao saw Dongfang Bai busily tending to the Living Hell King's chest wound.
It was at that moment that Le Yao Yao realized the Living Hell King was injured!
Oh my goodness!
When did he get hurt?! How could she be completely unaware!?
Just yesterday, he seemed perfectly fine!
But now, looking at the Living Hell King who had removed his upper garments and was only wearing a pair of underpants while sitting there, she felt a rush of concern.
Dongfang Bai was continuously unwrapping the bloodied bandages from his chest.
Upon seeing this, Le Yao Yao was momentarily stunned, forgetting to greet the divine horse.
Her feet seemed to have a mind of their own as they slowly moved toward the living Yama, who was sitting quietly while Dongfang Bai was unwrapping the bloody bandages.
Le Yao Yao's gaze was immediately drawn to the wound on the living Yama's chest as soon as she entered. As Dongfang Bai continued to unwrap the layers of blood-soaked gauze, a deep gash, clearly inflicted by a large blade, was exposed to Le Yao Yao's sight. Her eyes widened in shock, and she instinctively gasped.
"Oh my! Your Highness, this injury..."
"It's nothing serious, just a minor wound!"
Hearing Le Yao Yao's exclamation, Leng Junyu, who had been looking down with his eyes lowered, slowly raised his cold gaze to quietly meet Le Yao Yao's astonished expression before he spoke with indifference.
However, his words only made Le Yao Yao's beautifully shaped dark eyebrows furrow tightly.
A minor wound!?
This is just a minor wound!?
She could clearly see the bone!
If that person's blade had gone any deeper, his intestines would have spilled out!
The thought sent a wave of immense fear through Le Yao Yao.
Images of the living Yama being slashed and blood splattering everywhere flooded her mind.
The more she thought about it, the more her body trembled violently, and her delicate little face turned pale as a sheet.
Seeing Le Yao Yao's ashen complexion, it must be said that Leng Junyu felt a twinge of delight in his heart.
After all, she was concerned about him, wasn't she!?
Thinking of this, Leng Junyu felt a sweetness in his heart…
However, his expression remained proud and cold, making it difficult for others to decipher his thoughts.
On the other side, Le Yao Yao was in a state of panic.
Her little face turned pale, and her dark eyebrows furrowed tightly as she asked Dongfang Bai, who was tending to Leng Junyu's wounds beside her.
"Brother Bai, how serious is the prince's injury? Is it very severe?! I can see the bone; when did he get hurt? How come I didn't know?"
After all, hadn't the Living Yama just left the royal residence three days ago!?
Could it be that this injury was sustained during those three days!?
Wait! The Living Yama had been fighting pirates these past few days; he must have gotten hurt then!
As Le Yao Yao anxiously pondered, Nangong Junxi, who had been overlooked by her, felt even more furious and helpless.
Moreover, his fragile heart had taken a heavy blow.
Since childhood, he had been born with a noble aura, always surrounded by admiration and attention wherever he went.
He had long grown accustomed to the respectful and envious gazes of others.
Unexpectedly, after arriving here and encountering this Little Servant, he had repeatedly faced humiliation.
Despite being very confident in his appearance and physique, why did this damned Little Servant always fixate her gaze on the Senior Brother every time she appeared, completely ignoring him—a charming and handsome young man!?
And it was a thorough disregard!
Nangong Junxi felt extremely helpless, frustrated, lost, and wronged…
He didn't even realize that he was now like a child who couldn't get any candy, feeling jealous, envious, and wronged...
However, seeing the panicked expression on Little Servant's face, as if he needed a clear explanation, Nangong Junxi felt a bit dissatisfied with him. Yet, he couldn't bear to see him so anxious. So, he answered all the questions that Le Yao Yao had just asked.
"This wound was left by the fight between Big Senior Brother and the Pirate Leader yesterday. Although it's a bit serious, don't worry. Big Senior Brother has faced worse injuries before; this is nothing for him!"
Nangong Junxi spoke the truth.
After all, over the years, although they held noble statuses, it also meant they faced greater dangers.
Many people were jealous and envious, viewing them as obstacles or nuisances, and would hire various assassins to hunt them down.
But they were not easy targets either.
They were disciples of the Tianshan Daoist! If it were that easy to take them down, it would be too embarrassing for their master.
Of course, they would suffer minor and major injuries from time to time; as long as they didn't die, it was fine.
When Le Yao Yao heard Nangong Junxi speak so casually about it, she couldn't help but glare at him fiercely.
That damn Seventh Prince!
This person was his Big Senior Brother! How could he speak so nonchalantly without any sense of brotherly affection?
However, hearing him say that made it seem like over the years, Big Senior Brother had gone through quite a lot of danger...
Thinking of this made Le Yao Yao's heart ache fiercely, as if someone had gripped her heart tightly.
She felt pity for this seemingly cold man before her.
Clearly, from the moment he was born, he possessed unmatched nobility, supreme power, and status.
He should have been a prince everyone envied!
But why did she feel that something was different in her memories?
Was he happy?
Thinking of this, Le Yao Yao couldn't help but recall what Little Muzi had once told her.
The Living Yama hated women since childhood for a reason; he had been abused by his own mother from a young age. This led to his disdain for women and his cruel, heartless nature.
What kind of mother could be so cruel as to mistreat her own child? Didn't she feel any pain for him?
And how had the Living Yama managed to survive all these years?
The more she thought about it, the harder it was for Le Yao Yao to imagine.
However, she felt genuine sympathy for the man before her.
Especially when she saw the severe injury on his chest, where bones were faintly visible. It made her heart feel as if a heavy stone was pressing down on it, making it hard to breathe.
Slowly, she stepped closer to him, gazing at the wound that was so near.
There were faint traces of blood mixed in, and besides the strong smell of medicine, there was an undeniable scent of blood.
Seeing this, Le Yao Yao felt a sudden sting in her nose, and without thinking, she blurted out a question.
"Your Highness, does it hurt a lot? A little blow will make it better!"
After saying this, Le Yao Yao actually bent down and blew gently on the wound on the Living Yama's chest.
In that moment, she completely forgot that this man was the fearsome Living Yama; all she knew was that her heart ached for him and felt pity.
She couldn't help but remember her childhood when she fell and hurt herself. Her father would gently say to her,
"Sweetheart, does it hurt? A little blow will make it better!"
Although she knew her father's words were unrealistic, perhaps it was a comfort to her heart. Every time her father finished blowing on her wounds, she felt that the pain wasn't so bad anymore.
So, upon seeing the bloody wound on the chest of the living Yama, Le Yao Yao didn't think much and did something that was quite shocking in the eyes of everyone...
With Le Yao Yao's action, the reactions from the crowd were—
"Uh..." Leng Junyu was speechless.
"Pfft..." Nangong Junxi spat out his tea.
"Heh..." Dongfang Bai laughed.
Just as Le Yao Yao realized what she had done, her pretty face froze for a moment, and then she recalled her foolish action. Her face immediately turned crimson, a wave of heat surged from her heart straight to her head, almost making her feel like smoke was about to rise.
Oh my!
Was she an idiot!?
Or had she gone crazy? What on earth had she just done!?
She actually said such cheesy and disgusting words to the living Yama! Ahhhhhhh...
She wanted to die!
Le Yao Yao screamed in her heart, feeling completely flustered.
Her red cheeks looked like freshly boiled shrimp.
Combined with her dumbfounded expression, it was truly both amusing and entertaining to watch.
Thus, after Nangong Junxi was the first to react, he immediately burst into laughter without holding back.
"Haha... I'm dying of laughter! Haha, Big Brother, did you hear that? This Little Servant... haha, he said blowing on it makes it hurt less! Haha... he must think of you as a child to comfort!"
"Uh..." At Nangong Junxi's words, Le Yao Yao's little face turned crimson, and she felt like she could just sink into the ground and disappear.
Because, for a brief moment, she had genuinely treated the living Yama as a child to coax.
In contrast to Le Yao Yao's embarrassment, Nangong Junxi was laughing even more exaggeratedly, rolling off his chair in laughter. In the end, he even wiped the corners of his eyes with his fingers, causing Le Yao Yao's mouth to twitch violently.
Wow, did he really laugh so hard that tears came out? Is it really that exaggerated???
At this moment, Le Yao Yao was no longer calm; she wished she could turn into a transparent person.
She glanced over at Dongfang Bai and the living Yama beside her.
Although Dongfang Bai didn't laugh as exaggeratedly as Nangong Junxi, the slight smile on his lips and the way his shoulders shook indicated that he was suppressing something.
Looking at the living Yama, Le Yao Yao actually dared not look at his face. However, in the end, she couldn't help but sneak a glance. To her surprise, she locked eyes with his deep gaze that held a faint smile.
Heavens!
He was smiling!
Was he laughing at her!?
That would be truly embarrassing.
Thinking of this, Le Yao Yao felt she could no longer stay there; she turned and rushed toward the door.
At that moment, she felt like she had embarrassed herself to the point of being sent to her grandmother's house. She might as well find a hole to hide in.
However, just as Le Yao Yao stepped out of the doorframe, a light yet teasing voice came from behind her—the living Yama said, "Well, it doesn't hurt that much anymore!"
With a 'thud,' Le Yao Yao fell flat on her face.
Because the Living Yama was injured, the Emperor granted him permission to rest comfortably at home and not attend court.
Whenever there were significant matters in the court, someone would specifically inform him.
At this moment, it was noon.
Today, the Elegant Breeze Pavilion was noticeably livelier than before.
Previously, aside from the Living Yama and Mei and Xing, there were no other guests.
Later, Le Yao Yao moved in, followed by the Seventh Prince, and now there was also Dongfang Bai.
Thus, the Elegant Breeze Pavilion was bustling with activity.
Especially after the events of the morning, Nangong Junxi seemed intent on reminding everyone of Le Yao Yao's embarrassing moments. He repeatedly brought them up, infuriating Le Yao Yao to the point where she wished she could take off her shoes and stuff her stinky socks into his mouth to make him suffer.
After all, everyone already knew about it; yet he kept mentioning it over and over again. He wasn’t disgusted by it, but she was thoroughly sickened.
Did that damned Seventh Prince want the whole world to know about her humiliation!?
Did bullying her really make him that happy!?
As she thought more about it, Le Yao Yao grew increasingly annoyed with the Seventh Prince. Just seeing him made her want to kick him all the way to the ends of the earth.
Unfortunately for her, even though the Seventh Prince built his happiness on her suffering, the angrier she got, the more he laughed.
Laughing and laughing—he’d better not end up injuring himself from laughing so hard!
Le Yao Yao had no choice but to keep cursing him in her heart to ease her frustration.
At noon, lunchtime arrived.
The three of them, the Living Yama and his companions, sat together to eat.
Le Yao Yao, the servant, could only stand by and serve.
Over the past few days, she had grown accustomed to this arrangement.
However, for some reason, she had recently become easily hungry.
Despite having eaten four large steamed buns and a bowl of thin porridge that morning, which had startled Little Muzi, she now felt as if those four buns were made of air. Less than an hour had passed, and her stomach was already grumbling again.
With no other choice, Le Yao Yao quietly stood to the side, patting her flat stomach and occasionally glancing at the table filled with delicious dishes.
At least she couldn't eat, but looking was permissible!
Thus, a scene unfolded in the hall.
Three handsome men raised their glasses in cheer and engaged in lively conversation, while a delicate little eunuch stood nearby, his eyes frequently drifting toward the dishes on the table, his face full of longing.
Initially, Le Yao Yao thought that if she stole a glance without anyone noticing, it would be fine. Little did she know that her actions had already caught the attention of everyone present.
The Living Yama and Dongfang Bai exchanged glances before breaking into smiles.
"Yao Brother, if you're hungry, come sit down and eat! We won't be so formal!"
"Uh?!"
Upon hearing Dongfang Bai's words, Le Yao Yao's pretty face froze for a moment before she realized she had embarrassed herself again.
There was nothing she could do; she was simply too hungry...
She felt her stomach rumbling with hunger. It seemed that in the past, she wasn't such a big eater! How come now she was eating more and more, yet still not feeling full? It was truly strange!
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