"Lady, the hot water..." The voice of the maidservant at the door had just started when she caught sight of the scene inside the room; her face turned a bright red, and she stuttered, retreating with the basin in hand, "This servant saw nothing..."
Ye Muyu felt her face burning. She reached out to push the man in front of her away, lying on the soft couch and burying her face in the thin quilt. She was too embarrassed to face anyone. She had only just been carried back, and now, in broad daylight...
A flicker of annoyance crossed Chu Heng's eyes.
He rose and left.
Ye Muyu thought he had gone out, and her burning skin slowly cooled down.
As she was trying to figure out how to ask Su Mei to come in and attend to her without it being awkward, she noticed movement in front of the couch again.
When she opened her eyes, she saw Chu Heng actually carrying the basin in himself. Ye Muyu instinctively tried to sit up.
