Addressed so intimately by Hu Xiaotian in front of Xue Lingjun, Jian Ping blushed scarlet. Somewhat awkwardly, she said, "Thank you for your concern, Lord Hu, but I wouldn't dare presume!"
"What did you come in for?" Xue Lingjun asked irritably.
"The clothes and other belongings Your Highness brought have been unloaded from the carriage," Jian Ping said. "Shall we bring them inside now?"
Xue Lingjun waved a hand. "Later. Can't you see Lord Hu and I are talking?"
Jian Ping timidly withdrew.
Hu Xiaotian stared fixedly at Jian Ping's retreating figure. Seeing how utterly bewitched he looked, Xue Lingjun chuckled. "What? Has she caught your fancy? If you like her, I'll give you the little hussy."
Hu Xiaotian swallowed, laughing inwardly. Xue Lingjun really had no restraint with her tongue. Jian Ping was her personal maid, after all-did she have to speak so viciously? Still, Xue Lingjun was deeply calculating; nine times out of ten, what she showed was not what she truly thought. Hu Xiaotian smiled. "Could you bear to part with her, Sister Jun?"
Xue Lingjun's beautiful eyes held his gaze. "Yes! Of course I could. Never mind a maid-whatever you want, I'll give it to you."
Hu Xiaotian inevitably began reading more into that. He chuckled. "You really are so good to me, Sister Jun."
Xue Lingjun sighed wistfully. "Unfortunately, someone doesn't appreciate it."
"Who could be so blind to your charms?" Hu Xiaotian asked.
Xue Lingjun could not help laughing. She reached out and lightly tapped his nose. "You!"
Hu Xiaotian smiled cheerfully. "Sister Jun! You've only just arrived. You must be tired after such a long journey. I've had hot water prepared especially for you. Have a bath and rest first. I'll come back to see you later."
Xue Lingjun leaned closer, her alluring