Hu Xiaotian thought, Of course you've heard of me. You haven't just heard my name-you stripped my clothes off yourself. And that wasn't all: you nearly bit my little brother clean off. If you'd bitten just a little harder back then, you'd have castrated me before I ever left Western Sichuan.
Wen Ya's expression was noble, cold, and aloof, utterly unlike the gentle, alluring Le Yao Hu Xiaotian remembered. Even he began to doubt himself. Could there really be two people in this world who looked so alike? Otherwise, why had she shown not the slightest reaction to seeing an old acquaintance? He tried his best to appear calm and composed, smiling as he asked, "May I ask where you heard of me, Lady Wen?"
"Before entering the palace, I heard that Eunuch Hu was in charge here," Wen Ya said. "I hope you'll look after me from now on."
Hu Xiaotian lowered his head. "You're too kind, Lady Wen. Looking after you is my duty. Whatever you need, simply tell me. I would brave boiling water and raging fire without hesitation."
"I hear you're also a steward at the Palace Gardens Bureau?"
"Yes, but rest assured, Lady Wen. Bright Moon Palace will come first. I certainly won't neglect anything you require."
Wen Ya nodded and said softly, "I'm a little tired. I think I'll retire early tonight."
"The Imperial Kitchen just sent some pastries for you, Lady Wen. Would you like to try them?"
Wen Ya shook her head. "No need."
Baobao approached and said respectfully, "Lady Wen, your bath is ready. Please allow this servant to attend you."
Wen Ya murmured her assent, rose, and took a few steps. After passing around the screen, she suddenly stopped. "Come along too, Eunuch Hu. There are a few things I'd