Song Qingshu looked at the neatly dressed woman before him and inwardly clicked his tongue. Sure enough, the more beautiful a woman was, the better she was at lying—and she could do it without even changing her expression.
But Da Xingguo was equally experienced and utterly unmoved by her words. "Madam, rest assured. This servant is merely a eunuch. Even if this servant sees something, it will not tarnish your reputation."
Song Qingshu nearly gave him a thumbs-up. One truly never stopped learning. So this was another way to take advantage of women... Wait! Hadn't he taken advantage of the Yellow-robed Woman in much the same way before? His cheeks could not help heating up.
Hearing that Da Xingguo was determined to come in, Dragon King of Purple Robes Daiqisi bit her lip. The situation inside absolutely could not be seen by him. If he discovered that the Emperor had been drugged unconscious, never mind her own safety—the efforts she had poured in over the past decade or so would all have been wasted.
As she felt Da Xingguo's hand slowly reaching toward the bed curtains, Daiqisi gritted her teeth and swiftly undid her outer garment.
At the sight of that expanse of skin, lustrous as jade and white as snow, Song Qingshu nearly spat out a mouthful of blood. This woman stripped whenever they disagreed? What was that supposed to mean?
Noticing Song Qingshu's gaze, Daiqisi's face turned crimson. She grabbed the quilt and draped it over herself while shooting him a fierce glare, warning him not to say anything foolish. Then she shoved him beneath the covers, exposing Wanyan Dan instead.
By then, Da Xingguo had already lifted the bed curtains and happened to see Daiqisi's back. Gazing at the smooth, snow-white skin of her fragrant shoulders, even