1731: The Smell of Perfume on Him

The Smell of Perfume on Him

Lu Maimai shook her head. "I'm afraid this princess isn't someone who's mindful of her image. Furthermore, she's rich and influential. Most members of the royal family are like this. Whatever they yearned for, they would use their power to do it."0

"So, Bixue, we're still worried about you."

Yun Bixue smiled gently as she looked at the girls with a reassuring manner. "Don't worry, I know what to do. I won't let others take advantage of me."

Everyone kept quiet when they saw the confident glow in Yun Bixue's eyes.

"Bixue, if you need our help, just ask. We'll fight with all our might to protect you."

"I know." Actually Yun Bixue was very touched. It was worthwhile making these true friends in the imperial capital.

Tian Xiaojuan and the others were aware that Yun Bixue had done a lot for them, while they had done very little for Yun Bixue. Hence, they would jump at any opportunity to repay this friend.

They felt that only then would they be displaying their use and worth.

Of course, deep in Yun Bixue's heart, she didn't want to let these girls get involved in anything dangerous. Unless it was absolutely necessary, she wouldn't let them interfere.

After having fun for an entire afternoon, Yun Bixue was a little tired. The few of them understood and bade their farewells and left, gazing at Yun Bixue reluctantly.

Yun Bixue told them not to worry. Before they left, she got someone to give them gifts in return for the ones she received.

Tian Xiaojuan and the rest had wanted to refuse those gifts, but Yun Bixue said that if they didn't accept them, they weren't regarding her as a friend.

They naturally had to take those gifts in that case. When they returned to their families, they opened the gifts to see that they were all rare treasures, making the high-level management in their families gasp in admiration. There was even a sparkle in their eyes as they looked at the girls. Naturally, the girls' positions within the families rose.

After Yun Bixue sent everyone out, she was a little tired, so she sat on the sofa and rested. As she sat there, she felt sleepy and soon drifted off to sleep, half-leaning against the sofa.

When the servants saw that their Young Madam had fallen asleep, they immediately lowered the sofa gently, then placed a pillow for her and covered her with a blanket.

After all that was done, the servants quietly guarded Yun Bixue, lest she fell off.

Ever since they got here and started waiting on the Young Madam, they understood that taking care of her was more important than anything else.

When Xie Limo came back, he saw Yun Bixue asleep on the sofa. But seeing her comfortable and sweet manner, his gaze became gentler.

Seeing that Young Master Xie didn't flare up, the servants secretly heaved a sigh of relief and quietly left, leaving Young Master Xie and Young Madam alone.

Xie Limo looked at the time—it was six-thirty in the evening. He felt that he ought to wake her up to eat dinner.

Hence, he went to sit on the edge of the sofa and leaned over to hug Yun Bixue.

With the familiar scent entering her senses, Yun Bixue opened her eyes. She took the initiative to wrap her arms around Xie Limo's neck, borrowing his strength to sit up straight.

A glint flashed across her eyes as she asked, "Why is there a smell of woman's perfume on you?"

Xie Limo's expression froze. He asked doubtfully, "Do I smell of perfume?"

Yun Bixue nodded. "If you don't believe me, get someone to sniff you."

Xie Limo had originally wanted to be intimate with Yun Bixue, but seeing her stern expression, he retracted his hand and said, "I'll go and wash up in that case."

"Wash yourself thoroughly. And also throw away your clothes."

"Alright, I'll listen to you."

Seeing Xie Limo in such a good temper, Yun Bixue said stiffly, "Don't you feel the need to explain to me? Aren't you afraid I would be angry over this?"

Xie Limo said with a warm smile. "There's a smile in Ah Xue's eyes, so she isn't mad. I think if I were to explain, that's going to make Ah Xue mad."

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