Zuo Baixuan instantly grabbed Luan Yenan's collar, her thin lips pursed, her heart pounding with an indescribable emotion. Her other hand gripped the hem of her own clothes, which were also completely wrinkled.
Sister Nan is really something!
Why call yourself by your childhood nickname at this time!
Luan Yenan stared intently at Zuo Baixuan, as if the seductive tone in her earlier whispers was all an illusion. She was still the dutiful palace maid, simply trying on wedding attire before persuading the princess to marry into the royal family.
A note from the author:
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Chapter 94 Crazy Maid X Arrogant Princess 2
Luan Yenan stood in front of the table, carefully tidying up her wedding dress.
When a princess is sent to marry a foreign ruler, she is prepared with the highest honors, complete with a phoenix coronet and embroidered robe.
But this time, only a wedding robe and some simple gold ornaments were sent by Granny Hui. Although Granny Hui liked to bully others, she dared not embezzle the emperor's gifts. In the end, Emperor Li was still unwilling to spend too much "unnecessary" effort on his soon-to-be daughter.
Luan Yenan tidied up the unnecessary ornaments and moved the clothes rack over to hang up the wedding dress.
The xiapei (a type of ceremonial robe) was made by the Imperial Clothing Bureau, using top-quality fabric and first-class embroidery thread.
Luan Yenan's face was stained red on his clothes.
Zuo Baixuan sat upright on the chaise longue, her gaze darting towards Luan Yenan.
This was the first time she had ever seen Luan Yenan blush.
Normally, Luan Yenan always maintains a calm and composed demeanor without batting an eye. When scolding someone, he only needs a cold face to frighten the little palace maids.
Sister Nan looks so pretty with her face flushed.
If I put on my wedding dress later and let Sister Nan stand closer, will she be able to see me more clearly?
"Princess."
Luan Yenan interrupted Zuo Baixuan's unfounded reverie with his words.
Zuo Baixuan paused, looked up, and responded with a confused look, "Huh?"
"Does the princess not want me to serve her if she doesn't take off her clothes?" Luan Yenan got up and walked towards Zuo Baixuan.
Upon hearing what she said, Zuo Baixuan was so frightened that she felt as if she had been caught by the teacher while daydreaming in the classroom. She quickly stood up and reached for her waist sash.
But then I thought about it again and it felt unnatural.
Although she usually didn't like the palace maids to dress excessively, it was still a bit strange for her to undress in front of Sister Nan.
She concealed the panic on her face, adopted the air of a princess, and raised her hand: "Normally I don't have the chance to be served by Sister Nan, so you can do it."
Luan Yenan stopped in his tracks.
She hadn't expected Zuo Baixuan to react this way.
Xuan'er has never had the habit of bossing people around since she was a child, which led to some young palace maids being disrespectful, and she had to take matters into her own hands to deal with them.
At this moment, her words didn't sound like she was ordering a servant around, but rather more like... she was being coquettish.
Taking a few steps forward, Luan Yenan calmed his breathing, walked up to Zuo Baixuan, and grabbed the silk sash around her waist.
Zuo Baixuan hurriedly grabbed Luan Yenan's hand and instructed, "Sister Nan, you mustn't do anything naughty."
"Mischief?" Luan Yenan looked up in confusion, noticing the blush rising on Zuo Baixuan's fair skin.
Zuo Baixuan lowered her head shyly with a slight smile, and whispered, "It itches."
Luan Yenan's fingers tightened; she also felt itchy.
Zuo Baixuan's shy smile, with her red lips curving upwards, was enough to make anyone's heart flutter. It took a while for the surface ripples to subside, leaving only ripples in their hearts.
"I won't tease you, just focus on trying on the clothes." Luan Yenan said seriously, his hands trembling slightly.
The silk ribbons loosened, and the hem of the dress spread out as well.
Zuo Baixuan couldn't help but clench her hands, and heat rose from her body. She deeply regretted her earlier suggestion.
Luan Yenan's movements remained unhurried, but not skillful. His hands moved with little restraint, touching Zuo Baixuan's body heat from a distance.
Zuo Baixuan couldn't take it anymore and was about to push the person away.
Luan Yenan approached quickly.
Zuo Baixuan's mind was racing, her eyes filled with confusion, and she stood there stunned.
Luan Yenan leaned closer and, in a gesture that resembled an embrace, removed Zuo Baixuan's outer garment.
Zuo Baixuan stumbled backward, tripping on the steps of the chaise lounge. Her body fell backward, landing on her clothes.
Luan Yenan, taking advantage of the situation, wrapped his arms around Zuo Baixuan's waist to protect her.
The two of them fell onto the couch.
The candlelight flickered around them, and the shadows of people swayed gently on the wall.
Zuo Baixuan took off her outer garment but didn't feel cold; her body was burning uncontrollably.
She looked at Luan Yenan and said as if possessed, "Sister Nan, you're so big!"
Luan Yenan raised an eyebrow, thinking he had misheard: "What did you say?"
"I... I said you're so strong! Sister Nan, are you alright?" Zuo Baixuan almost bit her tongue in her panic.
A smile played in Luan Yenan's eyes, the candlelight reflecting off them. Looking at Zuo Baixuan like this, she really wanted to pinch the little rabbit's mouth to see if her tongue was alright.
But in the end, she used her hands to pull the person close to her while standing up again: "I am indeed very strong."
Zuo Baixuan frantically grabbed Luan Yenan's clothes, not knowing what she meant by deliberately speaking, and didn't dare to speak, so she listened silently.
Luan Yenan released his grip and took two steps back.
Zuo Baixuan felt a chill.
She didn't know if it was the thin layer of sweat or if Luan Ye Nan had taken away the heat from her body.
Luan Yenan carried the wedding gown to Zuo Baixuan's side, fully unfolded it, and walked behind Zuo Baixuan.
Wearing a traditional Chinese undergarment, Zuo Baixuan appeared rather thin. With her arms outstretched, the garment clung to her body, highlighting the beautiful curves of her shoulder blades.
Luan Yenan gently and slowly slipped his hands over Zuo Baixuan's body from behind.
Luan Yenan rarely acted so cautiously.
Her breathing was even and long, her breath falling on the patterns of the wedding dress as she helped Zuo Baixuan tie her waist from behind.
Zuo Baixuan unconsciously let out a soft hum.
The sound was so faint it sounded like a hallucination.
If Luan Yenan hadn't glanced up and noticed the blush on Zuo Baixuan's round, fair earlobes, he would have almost missed this detail.
Luan Yenan curled the corners of his mouth.
Xuan'er is just so ticklish.
But she didn't have any more bad intentions, and went back to Zuo Baixuan's front to straighten her clothes.
Feeling embarrassed by Luan Yenan's gaze, Zuo Baixuan lowered her eyes, but wanting to see Luan Yenan's expression, she boldly raised her head.
Luan Yenan's face was stained red with the color of his wedding dress, and he was admiring the beautiful woman in her wedding attire before him with a faint smile.
Zuo Baixuan got what she wanted, but couldn't stand the provocation of Luan Yenan's gaze, so she lowered her head and bit her thin lips.
The candles in the room flickered gently, their light and shadows shifting and unpredictable, stirring a sense of unease.
After a long while, Zuo Baixuan asked in a barely audible voice, "Sister Nan, have you looked enough? It's just a tattered wedding dress, what's so interesting about it?"
"The princess is so beautiful, I can't get enough of her." Luan Yenan took a step closer, brushed aside Zuo Baixuan's stray hairs, and tucked them behind her ear, his fingertips brushing against her full earlobe as he left.
Zuo Baixuan was delighted by Luan Yenan's straightforward praise, but she didn't easily show it on her face. She hid her blush in the red of her wedding dress, raised her head, and smiled, revealing dimples at the corners of her mouth: "If someone else praised me, I would think it was flattery. Sister Nan's praise must be true."
“Of course it’s true.” A glint of light flickered in Luan Yenan’s eyes.
Like a scimitar coated with deadly poison, it lightly grazed the heart, leaving one dizzy.
Zuo Baixuan glanced at him for a moment and then lost her balance, quickly reaching out to grab Luan Yenan's hem.
She lowered her head and said, "Sister Nan, Granny Hui will definitely come to make trouble first thing tomorrow morning."
"I'll come early tomorrow morning to deal with her," Luan Yenan said calmly, showing no fear of Granny Hui.
From the moment she entered the palace, Granny Hui made things difficult for her in every way, and she secretly poisoned her with croton oil, causing her legs to go weak for three days.
Later, they counted the beans one by one, and the croton oil was almost insufficient. Granny Hui had no evidence, but she held a grudge for more than ten years.
Zuo Baixuan pursed her thin lips: "That's not what I meant."
"Hmm?" Luan Yenan responded.
The deep voice struck Zuo Baixuan's chest, almost causing her to lose the courage she had finally mustered.
Receiving no response, Luan Yenan poked the little rabbit: "I heard from the palace maids guarding the gate that the princess hasn't been sleeping well these past few days?"
"Yes...yes! Because of the marriage alliance, I haven't been able to sleep well for half a month." Zuo Baixuan looked up.
He caught sight of Luan Yenan's slightly upturned smile, just a hand's breadth away from him; if he had moved a little closer, he could have touched the tip of his nose.
Zuo Baixuan had a little rabbit in her heart, bouncing around wildly.
Luan Yennan's voice then reached their ears and eyes: "If the princess doesn't mind, I'll stay with you tonight."