Assassinating the Prince? How Did I Not Know?

Wu Heng instantly understood what they meant.

Hartel coming to keep him company had been mentioned back in Luntam City.

It was just that Wu Heng had been in a hurry to return at the time, so it had only come up briefly in conversation.

Seeing that Wu Heng said nothing.

Wen Mansha smiled and said, "Hartel, aren't you hot?"

Hartel nodded slightly and began undoing the buttons of her coat one by one. As the opening widened, it revealed her fair, smooth skin.

Then the coat slipped away, and Hartel appeared before them in a bold, striking set of lingerie.

The black corset clung softly to her skin, outlining her slender waist.

Her ample breasts were lifted high, with dazzling rhinestones hanging at their peaks and glittering brightly beneath the lamplight.

Her lower half was still covered by simple fabric, with black ribbons tied around her legs.

Hartel lowered her head like a shy yet seductive kitten.

Wen Mansha watched her while also observing Wu Heng, amusement in her eyes. She softly said, "Don't take off your glasses. Your master likes how you look wearing them."

Hartel, who had been about to remove her glasses, put them back on and remained where she stood.

"Turn around and let your master have a good look."

Hartel stood in place and slowly turned in a circle, the rhinestones on her body swaying faintly.

Wen Mansha smiled and asked, "Master, do you like her?"

Before Wu Heng could answer, Wen Mansha said as if suddenly realizing something, "Looks like you like her very much."

"You really are naughty." Wu Heng patted her waist.

Still smiling, Wen Mansha lifted the thin quilt covering them both and carefully straddled his waist.

She glanced from the corner of her eye at Hartel, who was still