Faced with the unexpectedly fallen… reasonably amusing little trinket from the hidden compartment beneath the bed, the situation was right.
The expressions of both parties were initially one of shock.
For a moment, the awkward face-to-face situation was forgotten.
Dugu Chanyi glanced at the jade object next to her leg, her face first mirrored with a hint of confusion.
While beside her, Zhao Rong already had his eyes wide open, slowly raising his head.
He stared at the stunningly beautiful, celestial-like widow, drawing in a sharp breath of cool air.
"This… this…"
Zhao Rong suddenly recalled the deserted scene of this vast sleeping chamber and the strange phrases Dugu Chanyi had just said, such as 'ending early' and 'help wipe down.'
He suddenly understood.
Well, who would have thought, Your Majesty…
The young Confucian Scholar's gaze gradually turned strange, carefully examining the stunning beauty seated on the ground in a daze.
"!!!"
