Zhou Shengsheng suddenly looked up at him, her eyes filled with disbelief and shock, which successfully amused Ming Siran, who was leaning down to look at her.
Then, a familiar voice echoed in his mind.
"What the hell? Jing Province didn't even let Duan Fusheng send me away. What did you use? Half of Great Yong Empire?"
"Oh, Pang, I've made it! I'm now a true beauty who can topple kingdoms!"
Ming Siran couldn't understand where this woman's confidence came from.
Where did she get the impression that he was blind?
Thinking of this, he suddenly felt a mischievous urge.
He curled his lips, his eyes gleaming with obvious malice: "Guess what I used to trade you away from your 'former' master?"
Zhou Shengsheng blinked innocently, her mind already pondering which part of the Yong Kingdom's territory was the most fertile.
Seeing her genuinely pondering, the curve on Ming Siran's lips deepened.
"Three words."
When she looked confused, he repeated himself, adding an explanation: "I traded you away with just three words. No property or soldiers were lost."
Ming Siran was ready to enjoy her expressions of grief and despair, but to his surprise, as soon as he finished speaking, Zhou Shengsheng decisively entered the house.
Standing outside, Ming Siran clearly heard the pig-like wailing coming from inside.
"Your Majesty! Why did you abandon me? Was I not good enough? I have served you with the utmost respect for so many years! How could you bear to give me to that old emperor! Your Majesty!"
Ming Siran's forehead veins twitched. Li Rong, standing behind him, clearly wanted to laugh but managed to suppress it.
Indeed, compared to Zhou Shengsheng, who looked like a sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl, the twenty-six-year-old Ming Siran was indeed a full cycle older than her.
Calling him old wasn't entirely wrong.
Inside the room, Zhou Shengsheng certainly didn't want to show such an expression in front of Ming Siran, so she held her breath and only started wailing when she reached Duan Fusheng.
"I'm such a damn, charming, and stubborn woman."
Duan Fusheng rubbed his forehead, feeling his head about to explode.
Pang, who was sleeping on her head, was also awakened by her thunderous wailing.
After understanding why Zhou Shengsheng was crying, Pang hesitantly said: [Isn't this just perfect, host? The female lead is going to Yong Kingdom with Ming Siran, so you can go there to stabilize the plot. If you can't go to Yong Kingdom, you won't be able to follow the next part of the plot, and that would be a mission failure.]
Pang's voice clearly entered both Zhou Shengsheng and Duan Fusheng's minds.
Then, Duan Fusheng watched as Zhou Shengsheng, who had been crying as if she had only one breath left, suddenly sprang up from the ground like nothing had happened, wiping away her snot and tears.
"Thank you, Your Majesty, for all your training over the years. In Yong Kingdom, I promise to 'take good care' of their emperor and not disgrace you."
"If there's nothing else, I'll take my leave. If there's a next time, I'll still serve you."
After saying that, she turned and walked out, her nonchalance like that of a heartless playboy.
Duan Fusheng's eyelids twitched.
"Stop."
Zhou Shengsheng stopped and looked back curiously: "Is there anything else, Your Majesty?" Meanwhile, she started discussing with Pang what Yong Kingdom was famous for, like its delicious food and the fact that men there supposedly all had eight-pack abs and long legs.
Duan Fusheng forced a smile: "I didn't give you to him. I only lent you for half a year." After that, you'll have to say goodbye to those eight-pack abs and long legs and come back.
Zhou Shengsheng: "....."
The disappointment came so suddenly that she forgot to pretend and directly sighed in front of Duan Fusheng.
Realizing what she had done, she quickly corrected herself: "That's great!" And secretly pinched herself to squeeze out a few crocodile tears.
Duan Fusheng: "......"
He suddenly looked forward to the sight of Ming Siran dealing with this two-faced maid day and night, unable to kill her because of their agreement.
For this, he even felt that losing that clue was worth it.
When Zhou Shengsheng came out from Duan Fusheng, Ming Siran was already gone.
Only a Yong Kingdom guard was standing there, who signaled her to follow him when he saw her.
He also informed her that they would leave Zhu Kingdom early the next morning, so she should hurry back to pack her luggage.
Zhou Shengsheng was shocked.
Was it really that urgent?
As she hurried back to her room, she heard a girl's cry.
"Let me go! Put me down! You pervert! I won't go with you! I'd rather die!"
A low, oppressive male voice replied: "Then choose, death or going with me, which one?"
Then Zhou Shengsheng unsurprisingly heard Jiang Zhiyu's very unprincipled voice: "Yong Kingdom doesn't seem so bad. I'll just consider it a vacation."
Zhou Shengsheng: "....."
Hearing footsteps, Ming Siran's sharp eyes swept over.
But Zhou Shengsheng's gaze met Jiang Zhiyu's, who was being carried on his shoulder.
Noticing her gaze wasn't on him, Ming Siran frowned slightly, displeased.
After all, this woman had stared at his body so intensely when he was changing.
Now that he was dressed, she didn't recognize him?
Just as he was about to call her over, a sound, only audible to himself, came from his stomach.
But even this tiny sound caused the young emperor's expression to crack for a moment.
This brief change was caught by Zhou Shengsheng.
Pang's medicine was working, haha.
Zhou Shengsheng suddenly gave Jiang Zhiyu a look.
Jiang Zhiyu immediately understood.
It was inexplicable, but Jiang Zhiyu just knew what Zhou Shengsheng meant.
"Ugh, this position is so uncomfortable." She complained, then suddenly wrapped her arms tightly around Ming Siran's neck and hooked her legs around his waist.
Ming Siran was about to throw her off when his stomach let out another sound.
Then, as if something was trying to break free, Ming Siran's face turned green.
"Take her down," he ordered through clenched teeth to the servants nearby.
Seeing Jiang Zhiyu about to be pulled down, Zhou Shengsheng quickly stepped forward: "Your Majesty, as a newcomer, I don't know how to serve you. Who should I ask about your likes and dislikes...?"
A series of questions instantly annoyed Ming Siran.
"Ah, you won't die from holding it. If you can't hold it, just don't. Baby Siran, let's just go ahead and do it in our pants! It's not embarrassing!"
Zhou Shengsheng's unrestrained laughter echoed in Ming Siran's mind.
Especially the term 'Baby Siran,' which almost made him snap and twist Zhou Shengsheng's head off, if not for his agreement with Duan Fusheng.
This damn woman, she had actually dared to drug him!
