19 – Oops, sorry, wrong room again.
Late at night, the sound of a car echoed outside the imperial retreat.
The Lincoln came to a steady stop, and Zong Zheng Ye was helped out of the car in his wheelchair.
Before entering the castle, he instinctively looked up at the second floor.
But unlike last night, tonight Lu Xiao Ning’s windowsill was pitch black, with the curtains fluttering slightly in the wind.
Has this girl gone to sleep so early today?
Isn’t she supposed to be an internet-addicted girl?
Not playing on the computer tonight?
Zong Zheng Ye found it strange.
Outside the castle, Gan Song came out with a group of palace attendants to welcome him.
Casually, he asked, “Where is Lu Xiao Ning?”
“The Imperial Consort has already gone to bed.”
Zong Zheng Ye raised an eyebrow but didn’t inquire further, allowing Wen Jing to push his wheelchair into the elevator.
“Chief Steward, I saw the Imperial Consort entering His Highness’s room. She was so drunk—is that alright?”
“What’s the problem? Don’t you understand what an assist is?”
“Huh? What do you mean?”
The young attendant blinked, confused.
Gan Song clenched his fist and gave the other a light knock on the head. “The Imperial Consort is so drunk and says she wants to sleep with His Highness. What do you think will happen next?”
“The woman pouncing on the man? Oh, how interesting! I wonder if His Highness will resist, hehe.”
Gan Song narrowed his eyes, feeling quite expectant himself.
…
On the second floor, Wen Jing pushed Zong Zheng Ye out of the elevator. A line of guards immediately ran up the stairs in perfect unison, lining up on either side of the door.
When the guards pushed the door open, the first thing that caught their eyes was a woman’s slipper.
The other one had been tossed far away onto the sofa.
Seeing this scene, the guards immediately halted, not daring to step forward.
As Wen Jing pushed Zong Zheng Ye inside, he too stopped in his tracks, feeling instantly awkward.
At the sight of the two carelessly discarded slippers, Zong Zheng Ye immediately recognized their owner as Lu Xiao Ning.
His expression darkened as he coldly ordered, “All of you, leave.”
“Yes!” Wen Jing led everyone away, thoughtfully instructing someone to close the door behind them.
The spacious bedroom was now left to Zong Zheng Ye alone. Of course, along with someone currently snoring loudly.
Fortunately, his bedroom was divided into a living area and an inner chamber, so Lu Xiao Ning’s sleeping posture hadn’t been seen by anyone else.
With a dark expression, Zong Zheng Ye slowly wheeled himself toward the inner chamber.
Turning on the light inside, the sight that greeted him was utterly shocking.
His originally tidy room was now in complete disarray.
His bed was an absolute mess, looking like a dog’s nest!
And the culprit behind all this, Lu Xiao Ning, was sound asleep.
As she slept, she mumbled in her dreams.
“Sleep… sleep with Zong Zheng Ye… together…”
Zong Zheng Ye’s face darkened like the bottom of a pot.
The person before him had stripped down to almost nothing, wearing only underwear and a bra.
The clothes and pants were embroidered with skull designs, but these weren’t ordinary skulls—they were grinning.
This eerie and peculiar taste made Zong Zheng Ye’s lips twitch.
What on earth is wrong with this girl?
Smack.
Lu Xiao Ning was currently having a pleasant dream, filled with sunshine and a beach. She and Tang Tingting were together, boldly groping Zong Zheng Ye.
“Mmm, feels nice.”
Zong Zheng Ye: “…”
What on earth is this crazy woman thinking?
Zong Zheng Ye wheeled himself closer, picked up his crutch, and gave Lu Xiao Ning’s butt a firm whack.
“Ah! Ouch! Zong Zheng Ye, you actually hit me, I’m not done with you!”
Lu Xiao Ning was talking in her sleep, currently dreaming of fighting with Zong Zheng Ye.
“Lu! Xiao! Ning!” Zong Zheng Ye was thoroughly enraged, growling lowly, and swung his cane, hitting her again.
This time, Lu Xiao Ning woke up with a start.
She abruptly sat up, instinctively rubbing the sore spot.
When she focused her eyes and saw the person sitting before her, she was somewhat stunned.
Looking down, she realized she had been almost completely undressed…
She quickly covered herself, complaining a bit: “Your Highness, you… I didn’t expect you to be so lecherous… Even if I am quite attractive, you can’t just barge into my room!
If you’re going to barge in, at least undress me when I’m awake. Taking advantage of me while I’m unconscious is really despicable!”
Zong Zheng Ye: “!!”
This damn woman, does she even know what she’s saying?
The veins on his forehead throbbed incessantly: “Lu Xiao Ning, open your eyes wide and see clearly whose room this really is!”
“Huh?” Lu Xiao Ning frowned, looking left and right.
The room was unfamiliar, with some strange paintings hanging on the walls.
This was indeed not her room.
“Oh, sorry, wrong room.”
Lu Xiao Ning quickly jumped off the bed and picked up her clothes from the floor.
While making her escape, she scratched her head in confusion.
Could it be that she had barged in herself?
But that can’t be right, she didn’t have that kind of intention toward Zong Zheng Ye.
“Lu Xiao Ning, have you been drinking?”
As she passed by Zong Zheng Ye, he clearly caught the scent of alcohol on her.
Lu Xiao Ning scratched her head sheepishly, grinning: “Drinking leads to trouble, I’ll never drink again.”
“Lu Xiao Ning!” Zong Zheng Ye was on the verge of breaking down.
He hated drunks the most, and this drunk had slept in his bed, making his room stink!
“Yes! Your Highness, please give your orders!” Lu Xiao Ning hugged her clothes, standing at attention.
Zong Zheng Ye’s eyes were filled with anger, glancing disdainfully at the woman beside him: “Get out!”
“OK! Leaving right now!” Lu Xiao Ning responded, pulling on her clothes as she ran out.
Zong Zheng Ye clenched the armrests of his wheelchair in anger, feeling somewhat shattered.
He truly regretted it, wondering if he had water in his brain back then to think about taking responsibility for such a woman.
After returning to her own room, Lu Xiao Ning first went to the bathroom to take a shower.
After showering, she desperately tried to recall how she got drunk while having dinner with Tang Ting Ting, and how she returned to the imperial retreat and ended up in Zong Zheng Ye’s room.
But her mind was like a tangled mess, and she simply couldn’t remember.
Finally, she gave up struggling, covered herself with the blanket, and fell into a deep sleep.
In Zong Zheng Ye’s room, the palace attendants cleaned up thoroughly, sprayed disinfectant, wiped all the furniture, and changed the bedsheets.
Only after all this fuss did Zong Zheng Ye push his wheelchair and enter the room again.
Upon entering, however, the image of Lu Xiao Ning sleeping there earlier naturally surfaced in his mind.
At the time, he was too angry, so his focus was different.
Now, looking back, that little woman was actually quite interesting.
Got drunk and entered the wrong room?
Hah, isn’t this just repeating an old trick?
Zong Zheng Ye recalled that night at the Royal Power Hotel, when Lu Xiao Ning was soft and boneless, her skin smooth as silk.
The two of them were like dry wood meeting a blazing fire, a perfect match.
At the thought of her luscious, tempting lips, he unconsciously licked his own, a hint of ambiguous desire hidden in his eyes.