Even Zhou Sesong knew that once those words got out, her reputation would be ruined.
There was no need to explain how important a woman's reputation was.
Jiang Shuyue roared with laughter inwardly: [Idiot! I haven't even made a move, and she's already jumped into the pit herself. The Imperial Preceptor doesn't have to guard her chastity like jade, but someone abducted by bandits probably can't become the Imperial Preceptor, right?]
Huahua: [I didn't expect you to be so kind, helping someone you've only met once.]
Jiang Shuyue: [I wouldn't call it kindness. I just think she's utterly useless. The thought of someone like her becoming the Imperial Preceptor and shitting and pissing on my neck makes me miserable. I hear people with something wrong with their brains even produce unusual shit and piss.]
Huahua shook his head awkwardly: [That... falls outside my knowledge. I'll give you a definitive answer once there are statistics available.]
[Her bowels really aren't doing well, though. She was constipated for three days, then had diarrhea this morning. Since she has hemorrhoids, she wiped too hard with the toilet paper and accidentally scraped her backside open.]
Zhou Sesong blushed and coughed softly.
Zhou Luming turned her head and faintly made out a patch of red already seeping through the back of Lan Ruoyue's skirt.
As a fellow woman, she felt deeply embarrassed for her.
Jiang Shuyue waved a hand. "Forget it. You're pitiful enough already. I'll pay for the carrying pole. Go home and get some rest."
"Wh-what do you mean?"
Lan Ruoyue watched them warily. Suddenly paying for her and showing concern for her was simply too strange.
Huahua's alarm bells went off: [Host, I've found some juicy gossip! That wet nurse in silk has a huge scandal brewing. Follow her!]
"Little Peach, finish