"What exactly do you mean, Lord Xiang Yu?" Yu Meiren's gaze wandered, clearly trying to change the subject.
"...Don't you know?" Xiang Yu looked at the alluring Yu Meiren and felt the veins in his forehead throbbing.
"Heh, hehe." Pretending not to notice Xiang Yu's obviously rising blood pressure, Yu Meiren stood up and gave a light little hop.
"How did you get in? Climb over the wall again?" Xiang Yu finally sighed, tossed his armor aside, and went back to what he had been doing.
This was not the first time Yu Meiren had inexplicably appeared in his room.
"Hehehe." Yu Meiren rubbed her hands together behind her back, a motion Xiang Yu felt could only be described as fly-like.
"I came this time because I learned a dance and wanted Lord Xiang Yu to admire it." Yu Meiren smiled.
Xiang Yu slumped bonelessly onto a stool and said lifelessly, "Dance, then. Once you're done, hurry up and leave. If Uncle finds out you came again, he'll scold me all over again."
Yu Meiren blushed, pursed her lips, and her eyes began to dart away.
"Well then..."
With that, she began to dance.
Xiang Yu watched the beauty in red silk dance gracefully before him. Though he was somewhat helpless, the breathtaking sight still drew him in, and he focused intently on Yu Meiren's dance.
Yu Meiren looked at Xiang Yu, gave a soft laugh, and leaned toward him.
Xiang Yu looked at Yu Meiren as she embraced him, his expression complicated. He let out a long sigh.
"If you follow me, you won't have a peaceful life. Have you truly thought this through?"
"I don't care." Yu Meiren pressed her head against Xiang Yu's chest, her voice trembling slightly. "Yu made up her mind long ago. As long