Shen Yangge had lost until all he had left was a thin undershirt and a pair of underpants.
The trouble was, the game wasn't over. There were still three or four rounds left. It wasn't as though Shen Yangge had never been naked in front of Chu Xuanzhen before, but for some reason...
At that moment, he felt an indescribable sense of shame. Of course, perhaps it was because he had lost so miserably. Every time he answered a question according to the plot, Chu Xuanzhen rejected his answer.
Several times, he wanted to demand outright whether that brute was lying to him because he couldn't bear to lose, but whenever the words reached his lips, he couldn't get them out.
Deep down, he felt that Chu Xuanzhen's rejections of his guesses were genuine, and that his answers were wrong. In the last two or three rounds, Shen Yangge no longer dared to guess carelessly, so he narrowly managed to win a round or two and preserve his pitiful scraps of clothing.
The person who felt the greatest thrill in the room wasn't Shen Yangge lying on the bed, nor was it Chu Xuanzhen sitting on its edge.
It was...
The old eunuch who had cautiously pushed the door open to replace the candles and refill the oil lamps. He had originally intended to leave once he finished those in the outer chamber and wait for the Crown Prince's word before entering the bedchamber.
After finishing, however, the old eunuch inexplicably lingered where he stood and heard faint voices. His hearing wasn't very good, so he thought he would move closer to listen.
It wasn't that he had a death wish. Human curiosity had simply driven his instincts.
And so, shortly after moving closer, the old eunuch heard the two