Transmigrated As My Former Uncle’s Sweetheart

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“Were you thinking about doing that again?” Yaoyao glared at him and pouted unhappily.

Beitang You could not help staring at her lips.

They were pink and tender, as though asking to be violated.

He gulped.
“I promise to ask for your permission the next time.
Alright, I’ll head to the imperial study now.
You should return to your room.” With that, he turned to leave.

Yaoyao’s heart was still beating a little erratically as she watched him walk away.
It was only when she was back in her room and sat down to have a drink of water that she realized the meaning of the words Beitang You said before he left.

She slammed the cup onto the table and shouted, “Hooligan!”

She would never agree to it!

She pursed her lips.

Why was she still able to taste him after having her meal and drinking water?

She quickly gulped down another two cups of water.

Yaoyao wondered if it was psychological.
After drinking two cups of water continuously, she could still taste Beitang You in her mouth.

She quickly went to gargle her mouth.

The sky had already turned dark after she had finished dealing with the issue.

Ling’er, the palace maid who was in charge of serving Yaoyao, came in to inquire if she wanted to take a bath.

“Yes.
Please prepare it for me,” Yaoyao replied politely.

This was not Yaoyao’s territory, after all.
She was just a guest here and was polite when spoken to.

Ling’er was pleasantly surprised.
“You’re much too kind, Princess.
It is my duty to serve you.
Please wait while I get someone to prepare your bath.”

“Alright.” Yaoyao nodded with a smile.

After she was done with her bath, it was still early.
Yaoyao ate an apple before getting into bed.

However, she tossed and turned, unable to sleep.
Her mind was filled with the memory of Beitang You suddenly kissing her inside the carriage.

Perhaps she had tired herself out during the day, as she finally fell asleep after tossing and turning for a while.

When Beitang You returned, it was already late at night, but he instructed Chen Jin to summon Ling’er over anyway.

“Has the princess fallen asleep?”

“Yes,” Ling’er replied respectfully.