After tying the person up with Du Yuwei’s belt and tossing them on the ground, He Wenyu felt a wave of bewildernt, wondering if his intelligence had taken a hit.
Why would soone he saw at the banquet try to climb Du Yuwei’s bed? Anyone attending an event like this should have more straightforward ans, right?
The most baffling part was this person’s attire didn’t suggest they’d do sothing as scandalous as climbing in through a window with ill intent towards Du Yuwei.
Because he had been hit hard, this person had already fainted, so there was no need for He Wenyu to gag him.
Du Yuwei’s head maid, Liu Ye, was steadfastly guarding the door, occasionally asking if He Wenyu needed anything.
As Du Yuwei’s main maid, she was naturally aware of He Wenyu’s status. She was tense but felt proud that she could watch over her mistress’s room.
She had no suspicion of He Wenyu, nor did she believe a noble cultivator would harm her mistress.
After all, in the entire Imperial City, there are people more talented or beautiful than her mistress, but none have a reason to harm her.
"Ugh..." As Du Yuwei regained consciousness, she saw He Wenyu adding ice cubes to the water and felt a wave of confusion; no wonder she got frozen awake...
"What’s going on?" However, she quickly recalled the events before and her expression changed. Seeing He Wenyu there obviously ant he was trying to protect her, so she didn’t doubt him.
Just as she was about to get up, He Wenyu stopped her: "Uh, wait a bit. I just caught a trespasser, how should we handle this?"
If it were up to He Wenyu, he’d definitely call the authorities. This was outrageous! Peeping on a girl while she bathes!
But thinking it over, in this situation, the girl’s reputation might be more important than executing justice on the spot.
"What?" Du Yuwei’s head was still hurting, clearly not fully recovered, and she shivered as she called out: "Liu Ye."
"Miss, what are your instructions?" Liu Ye quickly entered the room and was startled to see a tied-up person on the floor, but she remained silent.
"Help change, and have the kitchen prepare ginger water."
He Wenyu very obediently stood behind the screen. She really had no interest in watching the girl change; if it were Luo Qianqian, she wouldn’t mind teasing a little.
"How is it that it’s my cousin?" Du Yuwei erged after changing clothes, carelessly tidying her hair, wanting to see who this trespasser was, feeling bewildered when she saw Cong Wei.
"Huh?" He Wenyu was dumbfounded, blinking, relieved she hadn’t used too much force?
"It’s true that my cousin is a philanderer, but he genuinely cares for as his sister, he wouldn’t do sothing like this..." Du Yuwei was sure this person was not here to assault her, yet she still held her chest with unease.
"If the young master frequents brothels, maybe the young lady sent him to check on things, to devise a plan?" Liu Ye looked at the unconscious man with a frown, confused.
If it were the young master, he could’ve just co in through the main door.
Who in the Rose Garden doesn’t recognize this young master?
He’s known for scaling walls casually. Even the Southern Li Emperor has heard of his antics.
A wet towel successfully awoke Cong Wei. He stared at the three won before him, "Which thief dares to ambush ?! "
"Thief?! You rascal!" He Wenyu kicked him rudely, demanding who he was calling a thief.
"Why are you here, cousin?" Du Yuwei frowned slightly.
"Yuwei?" Cong Wei looked at Du Yuwei, straining to lift his head for a thorough glance. Seeing her unhard eased his worries: "You were poisoned by Hua Buxiu from the Moon Hiding Building; I ca to deliver the antidote. Luckily, you’re okay. Your sister specifically called back for this."
"Hua Buxiu?!" Liu Ye covered her mouth, staring in astonishnt at Cong Wei, filled with disbelief.
Hua Buxiu is a secret drug exclusively made by the Moon Hiding Building.
Even the most virtuous won beco promiscuous upon its touch...
But it’s sold at a hefty price by the Moon Hiding Building.
"Shouldn’t you untie now? Who struck so hard? If I catch them, I’ll make them pay!" Cong Wei spat angrily.
He Wenyu rolled her eyes.
Du Yuwei hurriedly kicked Cong Wei, fearing He Wenyu might get upset.
"She is Miss Shiliu of the Nine Heavens Pavilion, my guest, who asked you to take such a rogue path? You deserved the beating."
Upon hearing his attacker’s identity, Cong Wei was dazed.
Though he hadn’t attended the sect competition, he had heard plenty about it.
The two female cultivators of the Nine Heavens Pavilion were renowned; he quickly rolled over to see He Wenyu, whom he’d mistaken for a servant.
"Liu Ye, untie him and throw him out the window." Du Yuwei calmly turned to guide He Wenyu elsewhere.
"Hey hey hey, Yuwei, how can you..." Seeing Liu Ye pull out an embroidery needle, Cong Wei silently closed his mouth.
Fine, knowing who it is, won’t there be chances to et them again?
"He can’t leave." Just at the door, He Wenyu’s expression changed, sensing a myriad of approaching figures.
"Liu Ye, don’t let cousin leave." Du Yuwei stopped Cong Wei without suspicion.
He Wenyu went outside, lightly leaping onto the roof, glancing at the distant blaze with a sneer before turning to Du Yuwei: "Disguising as a woman takes too long, the bathtub is foolish, and under the bed is unreliable..."
"My room has a secret chamber." Du Yuwei quickly replied, twisting the candlestick by the window, revealing a staircase beneath the bed.
Cong Wei descended the Secret Chamber with ease.
He Wenyu watched in exasperation, wasn’t it a habit?
He Wenyu relaxed, let her hair down, and sprayed water on her head and face, then dried off.
"Liu Ye, stand by the entrance." Du Yuwei understood imdiately.
He Wenyu felt weary; if it wasn’t for Du Yuwei’s invitation, she’d rather leave.
"Do you play any musical instrunts?" He Wenyu asked directly.
"All of them, but now it’s probably chess." Du Yuwei calmly pulled out a chessboard, arranging it casually.
"Though I also have other options."
The two exchanged a smile.
"Your hundred bucks grandpa loves you most."
Du Yuwei blushed yet couldn’t help herself.
When Du Yulan arrived with the maids, aunties, and so close friends, they imdiately heard blush-inducing noises inside, feeling relieved, hurriedly sending word to the banquet with the old madam.
When the group of elders arrived, hearing those sounds, they were enraged.
Madam Du considered the residence’s reputation, but Aunt Wan wouldn’t let her act on it, clutching her arm: "Sister, what’s happened to Fifth Miss?"
And as the furious old madam kicked the door open, a wave of fragrance rushed out...
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