Qian Shi’s silver hair fluttered in the gentle night breeze and she turned her gaze towards the corridor just as the sound of hurried footsteps echoed softly through the still night.


    Ji Shuang was walking down the corridor to the balcony where she was standing.


    H-Huh? Ji Shuang was startled to see Qian Shi standing there and her heartbeat quickened in panic.


    ’H-Her Grace... what is she doing here? Don’t tell me...’


    With slow steps, she walked to Qian Shi and instantly kneeled on the floor in dread "Your Grace..."


    "Hm..." Qian Shi just hummed looking at Ji Shuang who was kneeling on the floor and a sigh escaped her lips.


    "So... did you enjoy it?"


    Upon hearing this, Ji Shuang’s breath hitched and her heart raced faster as cold sweat began to bead on her forehead.


    She struggled to keep her voice steady as she stammered, "F-Forgive me, Your Grace... I did something I shouldn’t have."


    "I-I-I... with Master Tian."


    Qian Shi’s gaze squinted slightly "I don’t want any of that... did you enjoy it or not."


    ’Huh? Enjoy it? Is she testing me? Judging me?’


    Her throat tightened, and she bit her trembling lip. W-What to say?


    "I-I..." Ji Shuang’s voice faltered as shame and fear battled within her.


    She clenched her fists, nails digging into her palms, and squeezed her eyes shut. "I-I did enjoy it,"


    Her body shook as she continued, "Even though it was short... I-I liked Master Tian’s touches."


    She decided to be honest, as she knew Qian Shi had some kind of ability that let her see through everything.


    Qian Shi gave a faint nod and muttered "Stand up..."


    Ji Shuang blinked in surprise ’Huh? Is she not angry?’


    Her mind churned with confusion, but she didn’t dare question the command.


    Slowly, she rose to her feet, her head still bowed low, unable to meet Qian Shi’s eyes.


    Qian Shi’s gaze flickered to Ji Shuang’s figure, taking in the sight of her disheveled appearance.


    Her thin nightdress clung to her body, outlining the full curves of her body.


    Her eyes lingered on Ji Shuang’s chest, where her large, overflowing breasts stretched the delicate fabric.


    A trace of envy passed through her eyes seeing them.


    Her own body is excellent with all perfect curves and a G cup, which she has meticulously molded all these years for Zhao Tian.


    On the other hand, Ji Shuang’s is just too big. Her massive, natural proportions were hard to ignore


    Her gaze squinted in thought ’Darling does like big breasts.. well, he likes as long as it fits in his palms and mine is good to squeeze with great suppleness. But I am still scared of this massive lump of meat on her chest.’


    She shook her head, the silver strands of her hair catching the soft moonlight. "No, it’s alright... Shuang," she said gently, though her thoughts betrayed the serenity in her tone.


    ’After all, I made him do it.’


    The Honored One Physique was immune to ordinary intoxication, so Qian Shi had gone to great lengths to procure a rare, potent wine during her private drinking session with Zhao Tian.


    The wine, laced with a subtle enchantment, had been enough to dull even his extraordinary senses, leaving him just disoriented enough to mistake Ji Shuang’s room for Yao Jing’s.


    With a faint chuckle, she waved her hand dismissively. "Well then, I’ll take my leave. Take good care of my darling for me."


    Ji Shuang lowered her head and Qian Shi disappeared from there.


    With a deep breath, Ji Shuang slowly returned back to her room ’Take good care of Master Tian...’


    Ji Shuang entered her chamber and closed the door behind her, leaning against it as she tried to calm her racing heart.


    As she moved toward the bed, she looked at Zhao Tian who was still lying there, his breathing steady and calm as he slept soundly.


    Ji Shuang stopped at the edge of the bed, her gaze lingering on him.


    Biting her lip, Ji Shuang hesitated before crouching slightly, her fingers brushing a stray lock of hair that had fallen across his forehead.


    The warmth of his skin surprised her, and for a moment, she froze, afraid she might wake him.


    When he remained still, she exhaled softly and gently tucked the strand behind his ear.


    Her hand lingered near his face, her eyes tracing every detail—the curve of his lips, the faint stubble on his chin, the serene look on his face.


    She couldn’t help but smile faintly.


    ’He is really.. so handsome.’


    The thought sent a flush of warmth rushing to her cheeks.


    She bit her lip again, trying to steady her nerves, but before she could stop herself, she leaned in.


    Her heart raced wildly, her breath hitching as her lips softly pressed against his cheek.


    The warmth of his skin against hers sent a jolt through her, and she quickly pulled back, her face burning.


    ’What am I doing?’ she scolded herself, clutching her chest as she tried to calm her erratic heartbeat.


    Her cheeks were burning, and she couldn’t bring herself to meet his sleeping face again.


    Finally, she let out a shaky sigh and climbed into bed beside him.


    She lay on her side, facing away from him, though she couldn’t help glancing over her shoulder every so often to make sure he was still asleep.


    Her blush deepened as she whispered softly to herself, "Master Tian... you’re going to drive me insane."


    Pulling the blanket over herself, she curled up slightly, her mind replaying the brief kiss on his cheek.


    Despite her initial embarrassment, a small smile tugged at her lips.


    There was something comforting about being this close to him, something that made her feel...