Wei Luo furrowed her eyebrows and asked in a stern voice, "Who's there?"

If it were Jin Lu or Bai Lan, their footsteps would be lighter. Moreover, they would call out her name before stepping closer. They wouldn't act so sneakily. It also couldn't be Liang Yu Rong. Wei Luo knew that once Liang Yu Rong was asleep, even thunder wouldn't be able to wake her up. This person's footsteps were steady. It was neither too fast nor too slow. If Wei Luo's ears weren't sensitive, she wouldn't have heard this sound.

Could there be someone else on this mountain other than the members of House Wei? Who else would have the freedom to be here?

Wei Luo stared at the red sandalwood divider that had a traditional painting of beautiful women in the cleansing room.

A shadow of a male figure appeared on the divider. The man stopped behind the divider and didn't continue walking forward. His voice was slightly hoarse, "It's me."

Wei Luo immediately froze in surprise.

Tian Chan Mountain was hundred of miles away from the capital. How did Zhao Jie come here? How did he know she was here and break into her cleansing room?

Wei Luo felt both shy and angry. She covered her chest and shouted, "Get out!"

There was a long pause before Zhao Jie said, "I'll just wait for you over here. Ah Luo, come out after you finish your bath."

Wei Luo stared at the divider with red eyes. She had never met such a shameless person. If he was standing there, how could she come out to put on her clothes? In addition, her clothes were hanging on the divider. The paintings of the beautiful women couldn't entirely block the views from each side. She would be exposing the silhouette of her figure to him. She wasn't that thick-skinned. Wei Luo bit her lip, "Turn around."

Zhao Jie knew that he was moving forward too quickly and acting impudently. He obediently turned around. Actually, he wasn't thinking about doing anything outrageous. He just wanted to see her and talk with her. He hadn't expected that her alertness would be so high. She had immediately notice something was wrong just as he reached the back of the divider.

Although Zhao Jie had turned around, he could still hear the sounds behind himself.

When Wei Luo stood up from the water, there was the sound of falling water. The water drops slid down from her body like a winding stream in a valley that passed through peaks and ravines before loudly falling onto the polished white marble floor. Wei Luo felt apprehension because Zhao Jie was here. As she quickly put on her clothes, the golden chains on the dudou collided against each other

However, she was used to Jin Lu and Bai Lan helping her put on her clothes. As she became more anxious, her fingers became clumsier. Wei Luo fastened her peach-colored dudou embroidered with lotus flowers, then she covered herself with a magnolia-colored thin robe. Because the mountain temperature was cold, she also put on a pink outer robe embroidered with orchids. But, for some reason, no matter how many times she tried, she couldn't tie up the thin, inner robe.

She was so anxious that her pink lips were pressed tighter together. Her limpid, almond eyes started to become red and her hands were faintly trembling as her grip on the clothes tightened.

Zhao Jie waited for a long time behind the divider. He resisted turning his head around as he asked, "Ah Luo, are you done?"

Wei Luo murmured, "Not yet."

Zhao Jie realized her distress from those two words, "Do you not know how to put on your clothes?"

Separated by the divider, Wei Luo fiercely glared at Zhao Jie for a moment. What kind of words were these? How could he say those words so naturally? Did he think she was that stupid? Unfortunately, there was no way for Wei Luo to refute. Tightening her hold on the light silk belt, she said, "Tell Jin Lu or Bai Lan to come over here."

There was a trace of a smile on Zhao Jie's lips. "If the two of them came inside, then this this prince won't be able to talk with you." This was a refusal.

Wei Luo didn't reply.

Looking forward, Zhao Jie said. "I can come inside to help you if you don't object."

Wei Luo lowered her head and looked at her clothes. Other than her thin, gauzy robe not being fastened, it was fine everywhere else, so she didn't refuse.

In a few steps, Zhao Jie walked past the divider and saw the young girl behind it. He stopped walking. His dark eyes became deeper. Wei Luo had recently come out of the bath. Her small cheeks were pink and lustrous from the steam. She looked as if she was faintly blushing. Her almond eyes were a glistening black as if a dense layer of mist covered them. Clearly, she was tempting people, yet her gaze looked innocent. It made people want to steal away her innocence even more.

Looking down, although her clothes were properly hanging on her body, her collar had slightly slid down during the processing of putting on clothes and the nape of her neck and the top of her chest was showing. Drops of water dripped down from her chin and slowly slid down into her dudou. She had just finished taking a bath and didn't have a time to dry off, so her clothes had become wet and clung to her body. The wet clothes outlined her exquisite and lovely body. The sight was more alluring than if she wasn't wearing clothes.

Wei Luo probably didn't know how enticing her current appearance was. Otherwise, she wouldn't have easily let Zhao Jie come inside.

Zhao Jie took a deep breath before walking forward to look. Very quickly, he figured out what was wrong. "Silly girl, you're wearing the clothes inside out."

Wei Luo lowered her head, carefully looked, and suddenly saw the light. "I knew there had to be a reason why I couldn't tie the belt correctly..." The thin, gauzy robe was inside out, so of course the silk belt would also be in the wrong position. No wonder, she couldn't fasten the belt correctly. On a normal day, she would have definitely figured this out by herself. But, she didn't notice because she was feeling too shy and anxious because Zhao Jie was here.

Zhao Jie smiled as he looked at her, "Take off your robe so you can put it on again on the right side."

Wei Luo blushed. She pushed him towards the outside. "I know what to do now. I'll do it by myself. You should go outside."

She hadn't even settled the score of him breaking into her room!

Zhao Jie laughed and showed a sad expression. "A little fellow called me inside when she needed me and started pushing me out as soon as she didn't need me anymore. I really don't have any significance in her heart."

Wei Luo puffed out her cheeks. "I didn't tell you to come inside. You were the one that came inside on your own."

Wei Luo saw that he wasn't moving, stamped her feet, and asked, "Why aren't you leaving?"

Zhao Jie looked at her, "I want to help you put on your clothes."

Wei Luo's face became redder than the rouge on the painted women on the divider. She hadn't heard such blatant words in two lifetimes. She mumbled to herself, "Big brother is truly shameless."

Seeing that she seemed to have softened her stance, Zhao Jie walked one step forward, raised his hands, and said, "Big brother promises to only help you with your clothes. I won't do anything else."

Later, the facts proved that it would be better to believe in ghosts than Zhao Jie's words.

At first, Zhao Jie really was very honest when her outer robe was taken off. But, after her thin, gauzy robe was also taken off, his eyes became strange. Zhao Jie looked at the delicately pretty body below him and tried to resist his body's impulse. He helped her put on the thin, gauzy robe, then he crouched down to tie her silk belt. Afterwards, he stood up, wrapped her in his arms, and murmured into her ear, "Ah Luo, you smell so good."

Wei Luo, "..."

Zhao Jie slowly added, "I really want you."

Wei Luo struggled in his arms. His scalding palms were snugly holding the back of her waist. They could slide down at any moment. She subconsciously wanted to avoid Zhao Jie's hands and even moved forward to get away. As a result, she was even more inseparably close to cuddling Zhao Jie's chest. Utterly discomfited, she said, "Let go of me."

Zhao Jie didn't let go of her. He bit down on her earlobe and licked it while holding it in his mouth. "After we get married, let me help you put on your clothes every day."

Wei Luo repeatedly shook her head, "No way. I have servants to help me."

How could she let him help her put on clothes? She felt shameful just imagining that scene.

Zhao Jie tilted his head to look at this easily embarrassed girl, laughed, and said, "Won't it fine if you just dismiss them to do something else?"

Just as Wei Luo was about to refuse, she suddenly thought of something, and started laughing. "Does big brother want to be my husband or my servant girl?"

Zhao Jie stared at her, "What did you call me?"

Wei Luo froze for a moment. When she could react again, she turned her blushing face away from him.

Zhao Jie lifted up her sharp, little chin. With his eyes fixed on her, he asked, "Ah Luo, what did you just call me?"

Wei Luo stepped on his foot, struggled free from his arms, and vanished like a wisp of smoke from the cleansing room. "You misheard. I didn't say anything!"

Zhao Jie stretched his hand out to catch her, but she had run away too quickly. Her silky, black hair slipped through his hands and only left behind a strong sense of loss. Zhao Jie looked at her figure that had already run far away. A short while later, he dropped his head and laughed out loud in delight.

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Snow had recently fallen on Tian Chan Mountain during the day. The brilliant white snow covered the entire mountain. The moonlight shone on the snow and reflected a silvery, white light. Sitting on the roof, the resplendent starry sky seemed right above their heads and could be reached with a single hand.

Wei Luo was very tired. She just wanted to burrow into her quilts and have a good night's sleep, but Zhao Jie wouldn't let her sleep. He insisted on bringing her to the roof. Wei Luo was starting to suspect that he was addicted to doing this type of thing. After all, this wasn't the first time.

She curled up closer to Zhao Jie's chest and drowsily yawned. "Older brother Prince Jing, why are you here?"

Zhao Jie was holding her waist with one hand and gently massaging her head with the other hand. "I bought this villa a while ago to treat Liuli's illness. Your oldest uncle personally asked this prince and there wasn't a reason for this prince to not agree."

Wei Luo widened her eyes, "Did you know I would also come?"

Zhao Jie pecked her lips in praise. " How could my Ah Luo not come to such a good place like this one?"

As expected, Wei Luo knew that he didn't have good intentions. She firmly twisted the hand that was around her waist. "You still can't peep at me when I'm bathing..."

Zhao Jie couldn't help laughing and said, "I stood outside for a while and didn't hear any sound coming from inside. I thought you had already fallen asleep, so I went inside to look." He pressed his lips against hers and slowly rubbed. "Besides, this prince is your husband. What's wrong with me looking?"

Zhao Jie's waist was very hard. She couldn't pinch him no matter how hard she tried. It only tired out her hand. Wei Luo stared at him so hard that her eyes turned round, "Not yet!"

Zhao Jie thought for a moment. It was exactly because he wasn't her husband yet that he didn't rush inside without regard for anything. If he was, did this little fellow think she would be able to safely escape? Of course, he could only think about these words. If he said these words out loud, Wei Luo would be easily angered again.

Zhao Jie took off his black stain cloak lined with fox fur and wrapped it around Wei Luo's body. She had just finished taking a bath and her hair wasn't dry yet. He was worried that she would get sick from sitting out here in the cold. A short time later, he jumped down from the roof while holding her and returned to the hall.

Zhao Jie placed Wei Luo down on the red sandalwood bed decoratively carved with auspicious clouds. Seeing that she was already serenely sleeping with her long eyelashes swept down, he curved his lips. She looked as exquisite as porcelain doll. He pulled up the nearby bedding embroidered with blossoming red flowers to cover her body and kissed her forehead before turning around and leaving the room.