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He Yin narrowly escaped disaster and managed to secure a position as an ancient civil servant—a maid in the Firewood Room, where she gained experience by chopping wood every day.
One night, under a dark and windy sky, He Yin worried about her precarious health points. After some planning, she stealthily slipped into the kitchen near the Firewood Room and stole a few buns, stuffing them into her clothes. She then scurried around the Wangfu, hoping to find the pharmacy.
As she walked, He Yin noticed an extra shadow on the ground, sending chills down her spine. She took a step forward, and the shadow followed suit.
The Regent's Palace was frequently visited by assassins. Seeing a dark figure flash by, He Yin instinctively shut her eyes and felt her spine go weak. "Please spare me! I'm just a passerby..."
"Tell me, where is Regent?" the figure asked in a low voice.
"Turn right when you exit! Go straight ahead!" He Yin replied smoothly.
The figure couldn't help but chuckle.
He Yin opened her eyes to see Qin Xi standing firmly before her.
Qin Xi looked He Yin up and down and said coolly, "I've never seen someone who has endured thirty lashes and chopped three bundles of wood still look so lively."
He Yin covered her backside and cried out, "Ouch! It hurts so much!"
"What are you looking for?" Qin Xi asked, his gaze cold as he observed her every move.
"I'm looking for medicine." To prove her point, He Yin limped a few steps.
"What are you looking for?" Qin Xi repeated, his voice deeper than before.
"Medicine..." He Yin replied weakly.
"Is that so?" Qin Xi said with a gentle smile.
He Yin felt a shiver run down her spine as she recalled the character setting of Regent in the game—a cold-blooded beauty who could kill without blinking, wielding immense power and commanding the emperor to control the lords. Her moods were unpredictable, and with a single skill, she could annihilate countless players.
Especially after that last time when she smiled sweetly and then punished him harshly...
At that moment, two fragrant, greasy meat buns rolled out from He Yin's clothes.
He Yin reacted quickly, catching the buns and stuffing them into her mouth to erase the evidence, mumbling indistinctly, "Yes, yes!"
Qin Xi chuckled, the coldness in her eyes softening considerably.
Just then, the System Deity popped up with a notification: Regent's Favorability towards you has increased.
Upon hearing the notification, He Yin looked up, dazed as she tried to process the concept of "Favorability," only to be suddenly choked by the bun, coughing painfully. After finally recovering, she caught a glimpse of Qin Xi's hand resting behind her, seemingly ready to pat her back.
He Yin quickly turned her head and stared at Qin Xi's hand, saying, "Your Highness, I don't want to be patted to death by you."
Later on, Qin Xi invited He Yin to play chess with him.
With one hand still resting on Qin Xi's hand, she inadvertently seemed to squeeze his fingertips.
She silently withdrew her hand, awkwardly staring at Qin Xi's hand. His fingers appeared unusually pale and slender, feeling like cold jade.
Qin Xi seemed unfazed as he leaned back, his eyes half-closed in a lazy posture that invited admiration. Seeing his gaze shift away, He Yin immediately swapped out the white pieces on the chessboard for black ones in crucial positions.
When He Yin finished rearranging the chess pieces and looked up, she found Qin Xi's gaze fixed intently on her.
"He Yin said, 'Your Highness, it's your turn.'"
"Get me some tea."
After preparing the tea, He Yin returned and glanced at the chessboard, only to find that the pieces she had replaced had reverted to their original positions. Confused, she dared not ask any further questions.
At that moment, she became so engrossed in watching that she almost stumbled.
In a critical moment, Qin Xi reacted swiftly and pulled He Yin back.
He Yin swayed but did not fall; only a little tea splashed from her cup. However, she found herself instinctively leaning tightly against Qin Xi.
Qin Xi's handsome face was mere inches away, his deep black eyes locked onto He Yin without blinking. Surrounded by his strong masculine presence, He Yin felt her heart race suddenly.
At the same time, her hand trembled, and the tea spilled entirely onto Qin Xi's robe, soaking a large area with dark stains.
He Yin's heart raced even faster as two words flashed repeatedly in her mind—"It's over."
Sure enough, Qin Xi frowned slightly and pushed He Yin away.
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