Yue Wuhua got hammered, and instantly became countless times more obedient. Like an eggplant wilted by frost, she said nothing and simply squatted down to wash her feet.
The basin was not large, just enough to fit two feet. Shuang Yue sat on the edge of the bed and narrowed her eyes slightly.
Yue Wuhua carefully washed the tops of her feet, bearing none of the bearing of one of the top three prodigies in the Chronicles of Elegance. She even remembered to give her a foot massage.
"Not bad. You've improved."
Yue Wuhua stared at the red-painted toes and sank into deep silence.
Just when would she be allowed into bed?
The next second, Yue Wuhua jolted.
Somewhat belatedly, she gradually grasped the meaning behind Shuang Yue's words.
Was this a hint for her to go propose directly???
Had she already given her tacit approval?
Yue Wuhua was so anxious that, for the first time, she felt her brain was not enough.
"Junior Sister." Yue Wuhua asked tentatively, "Ye Xiaoyao has already..."
"Call her Princess." Shuang Yue corrected her seriously.
"Mm, Princess has already returned."
"Should I go over now and ask her when the marriage between us can finally be put on the right track?"
Shuang Yue glanced at her, then closed her eyes again.
"Do whatever you want."
Yue Wuhua broke into a grin. "Alright, 'do whatever you want' means it absolutely has to be done, right? I understand."
"I'll go ask Ye Xiaoyao in a moment."
"As long as she nods and agrees, I'll write a calling card the next day and deliver the marriage proposal."
Shuang Yue suddenly opened her eyes. She looked at Yue Wuhua, who was grinning foolishly, and did not say another word for a long while.
She suddenly raised her foot.