After Wang Yue reminded her, Mu Zhuohua hurriedly said, "Right, I want a bath! Take me to the bath, quick. The kind with lots of bubbles!"
Looking at Mu Zhuohua's flushed, peach-blossom-bright face, Wang Yue could only feel helpless. Wasn't she practically seducing him?
But when he moved just a little too slowly, Mu Zhuohua started taking off her clothes herself. He quickly stopped her and led her toward the bathroom.
The servants had kept hot water ready all evening, so it could be used at any time. When they saw the two of them coming, they hurried to clean the tub again and refill it, then kept watch by the stove outside to maintain the water temperature.
Wang Yue set Mu Zhuohua down by the bathroom door and turned to leave. As he walked away, he reminded her, "Dry yourself off after your bath, and change before you go out. Be careful not to catch a chill."
Mu Zhuohua gave a very enticing hum, then tugged on Wang Yue's sleeve and said coquettishly, "Don't go. I want you to bathe with me!"
Wang Yue was at a loss. "Do you know what you're saying? You really want me to bathe with you?"
But Mu Zhuohua clutched his clothes and wouldn't let go. She said with an innocent, charming air, "What's inappropriate about that? We're engaged. And I'm telling you, you're not allowed to sneak off and fool around behind my back. You can only have me. Sister Song was right: I have to keep a close eye on a man like you. I'm going to drain you dry so you can't go looking elsewhere."
Since Mu Zhuohua had put it that way, Wang Yue stopped trying to leave. He took off his outer robe, but still said solemnly, "As