TCCRMMAICSTA Chapter 40

What? Taking off clothes?

 

Yu Wanwan trembled in shock. Why does everyone want to strip her clothes off?!

 

But now, the drug had fully taken over her brain. She could hear what was happening around her, but couldn’t respond.

 

Her mind: Fight back! You can’t let them strip you!

 

Her body: If you can do it, go ahead! I can’t move.

 

Seeing the servant by the Battle King stepping into the water, Yu Wanwan’s gaze grew more and more unfocused. Her waterfall-like long hair had scattered loosely on her shoulders because of her fall into the water.

 

The Battle King frowned slightly at the sight. A eunuch with such rosy lips and white teeth, looking just like a woman.

 

For some reason, he suddenly didn’t want anyone else to see Yu Wanfu in such an ambiguous state. He waved his hand, “All of you, leave.”

 

The servant obeyed and left. In the misty bathhouse, only Yu Wanwan and Zhou Jingchuan were left.

 

“Ah… so hot… save me…”

 

Yu Wanwan, who was in the bath, occasionally let out soft moans, but Zhou Jingchuan on the shore remained unmoving, merely watching her in silence.

 

As time passed, Yu Wanwan’s sanity completely vanished. She even forgot the fact that she mustn’t let anyone strip her clothes.

 

She was even tugging at her own clothes now. Her collar loosened, exposing her fair neck. Her delicate collarbone, due to her pulling, was tinged with a faint blush.

 

Her watery eyes looked pitifully at Zhou Jingchuan, “Zhou Jingchuan, I hate how you’re like a block of wood!”

 

Her voice was soft and sweet, with a hint of a coquettish tone.

 

Zhou Jingchuan furrowed his brow and slowly stepped into the bath.

 

He had thought that a hot bath might sober her up, but it seemed she was only getting crazier.

 

As soon as he entered the water, Yu Wanwan pounced on him like a tiger leaping at its prey. Desperately tugging at him, she could only grab onto Zhou Jingchuan’s leg since she was wading in the water.

 

“Hurry! Take it off!”

 

Zhou Jingchuan’s brows tightened. “Why are you pulling off my boots?”

 

He even raised his hand, ready to slap her away, but upon seeing her flushed face, he hesitated and stopped.

 

“A eunuch looking this pretty? If you weren’t a eunuch, but some woman trying to climb into my bed…”

 

“I would have kicked you flying a long time ago!”

 

Hearing this, Yu Wanwan hugged Zhou Jingchuan’s leg even tighter.

 

“Leggy leggy, no kicking, no kicking…”

 

Zhou Jingchuan shook his head helplessly and finally lifted her by the back of her neck, tossing her into the cold pool.

 

The cold water splashed over her from head to toe, and Yu Wanwan instantly sobered up. The effects of the drug inside her body gradually dissipated as well.

 

The first thing she did upon regaining her senses was to feel her chest.

 

【Phew! My little buns are still wrapped up nicely, no skin was peeled.】

 

Then she shivered. 【Who is this? Tormenting me with hot and cold? This must be a living King of Hell!】

 

After venting her frustration, she looked up to see Zhou Jingchuan standing by the edge of the pool, his expression icy cold.

 

Most importantly, from his knees down, his clothes were completely soaked.

 

And… there were two clear handprints on his thighs.

 

Yu Wanwan rubbed her head, her memory stopping at the moment she heard the Battle King order the servant to strip her.

 

As for what came after…

 

A bad feeling flashed through her heart. 【No way, no way… Did I get addicted to peach-stealing and even steal the Battle King’s peach?】

 

【Did I actually succeed?】

 

【To be honest, I am a bit curious. The Emperor’s like a chilli hanging under a big tree, and the Battle King is his brother—would he be the same?】

 

“Yu Wanfu!”

 

Just as Yu Wanwan was lost in her wild thoughts, Zhou Jingchuan’s cold voice cut through the air.

 

Yu Wanwan immediately crawled out of the cold pool. “Your servant is here.”

 

“Get out!” Zhou Jingchuan spat the word with icy indifference.

 

Yu Wanwan scrambled out of Lan Bamboo Palace, rolling and crawling as fast as she could.

 

【How can someone with a body temperature of 37 degrees say something so cold?】

 

【He calls me, then tells me to get lost. Men’s hearts are as hard to read as needles at the bottom of the ocean!】

 

Muttering complaints under her breath, Yu Wanwan returned to the Department of Eunuchs. She immediately found a set of fresh clothes to change into. In these times, even a common cold could be life-threatening.

 

She couldn’t afford to catch one! And there’s no 999 Cold Medicine here.

 

T/N “999” refers to a popular brand of cold medicine in China called “999感冒灵” (999 gǎnmào líng). It’s known for treating cold symptoms like fever, headache, and stuffy nose. So, when someone says they can’t afford “999 Cold Medicine,” they mean they can’t afford this specific cold medicine.

 

After changing into dry clothes, night had already fallen. The Emperor was spending the night with one of the lower-ranked consorts, so Yu Wanwan sent one of the other little eunuchs to eavesdrop on their bedchamber.

 

Lying comfortably in her bed, she began plotting how to escape the palace.

 

She had wormed her way into the good graces of so many consorts through her schemes, but not a single one could help her leave. In fact, if she tried to leave, those consorts might not even agree to it.

 

Last time, although she had made a contribution by saving the Battle King, it only ensured that her failure in disguising as a man wouldn’t lead to a miserable death.

 

To leave the palace, she either needed to obtain a decree from the Empress Dowager or get special permission from the Emperor. The Empress Dowager was increasingly reliant on her, so she could only pass on that option. The remaining choice was with the Emperor…

 

If someone attempted to assassinate the Emperor, and she successfully protected him, wouldn’t she be able to request to leave the palace under those circumstances?

 

Yu Wanwan snapped her fingers; this plan could work. However, the Imperial Guard was numerous, and it was only the Emperor who played underhanded tricks to assassinate others. It wouldn’t be easy for anyone else to attempt to kill him.

 

Yu Wanwan pondered for a long time and suddenly had an idea!

 

Who better to assassinate the Emperor than the consorts? If one of the consorts tried to kill the Emperor, when she overheard the plot, she could save him and achieve her goal, right?

 

But… those consorts were infatuated with the Emperor to the point of obsession; it was unlikely that anyone would dare to assassinate him. Moreover, attempting to kill the Emperor was a capital crime, and almost no one would risk it. The assassin would have to hold an extremely important position in the Emperor’s heart.

 

Even if it came to assassination, the Emperor would probably be reluctant to kill someone of that status.

 

It seemed she needed to carefully plan… to find a suitable person to assist her in leaving the palace.

 

Yu Wanwan schemed until deep into the night and finally fell into a drowsy sleep.

 

The next day.

 

Yu Wanwan, who was supposed to apply a light makeup for the Empress, fell ill. Her face flushed, she lay in bed, her head spinning as if she had seen her great-grandmother.

She sighed heavily: 【Sigh… I really am destined to be a worker; working days are filled with good food and great health.】

 

【On days I don’t work, I feel dizzy; I might as well buy critical illness insurance.】

 

【Yesterday I was being flirty, today I have a fever—who else could it be?】

 

She rubbed her aching temples, preparing to get up and find some tea. At that moment, her throat felt as if it had been sliced by a blade, burning with pain. But just as she got out of bed, her head spun, and she fell flat on the floor. Wincing in pain, she gritted her teeth: 

 

【My head hurts so much! Someone must be stealing my wisdom.】

 

【Today, with my hands in my pockets, I don’t even know what a worthy opponent is! I must get up.】

 

Yu Wanwan struggled to stand, but with a thud, she elegantly fell back to the ground.

 

【Excuse me, today I am too dizzy from my fever to fight back.】

 

Realising that relying on herself was useless, Yu Wanwan had no choice but to seek external help.

 

She opened her mouth to shout, “Xiao Qing…”

 

But what came out was an incredibly hoarse voice.

 

Her eyes widened: “Xiao Qing, what’s wrong with my voice… why is it like this?”

 

However, after calling out for a while, no one responded. She felt puzzled: 【Something’s off! Even if the whole world loses contact with me, my little sister Xiao Qing would never…】

 

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