Clatter~
The curtain fell, its strings of green beads knocking together with a crisp patter like rain striking banana leaves.
Seeing the two bickering young women settle down, Ye Jingtang secretly breathed a sigh of relief. He was raising a hand to wipe the cold sweat from his brow when he suddenly felt murderous intent behind him again...
?!
His hand stiffened slightly before he could finish wiping his sweat. Before he could turn around, a soft hand caught his left hand and tugged. He toppled onto the couch, and then a somewhat weighty, voluptuous figure pressed straight down onto him like a female constable pinning a lecher. He hurriedly said:
"Hey, hey? Miss Yu Hu, what are you doing?"
The Empress of Great Wei lay on top of Ye Jingtang. Her expression remained composed and languid, but clear displeasure showed in her eyes. She picked up the teapot and made as if to pour it over his face:
"With me, it was 'Heaven and earth bear no grudge; ghosts wake together,' but in front of outsiders, it became 'Plum blossoms yield three shades of whiteness to the snow, yet snow falls short by a measure of their fragrance.' Do you think I'm so broad-minded that I won't hold it against you, and you can fob me off however you like?"
Ye Jingtang raised his hand to stop the teapot:
"I was afraid Prince Jing would misunderstand, so I had to say something to persuade her. Those lines only came to me in the heat of the moment. When I chatted with you, Miss Yu Hu, I was thinking on my feet too. Some lines are simply better than others..."
The Empress of Great Wei narrowed her eyes. "Have you already forgotten what I told you the day before yesterday?"