"You got me discovered by the empress, how am I supposed to face anyone after this!"
The woman sat on the bed crying; the man, bare-chested, had a cold and ruthless back.
Su Yingxue saw as he picked up the clothes from the ground, his demeanor one of someone who, once dressed, would acknowledge no one. The woman, her heart breaking, clung to him crying loudly. Amidst their argument, they fell back into the covers, the woman sobbing with resentment.
Su Yingxue furrowed her brows, didn't look any further, and quietly led Madam Yin away.
Madam Yin anxiously asked, "Did Her Majesty see anything? Were they really... doing that sort of thing?"
Su Yingxue nodded, "Though I suspected their daytime declaration of love was a pretense, possibly to conceal Miaoyan, but that woman's reaction seemed very real."
If at this time, they could still comfortably continue that sort of thing on the bed, then it must have been an act, meant to embarrass me into leaving.
