"This palace has no interest in your wallet nor your sweets, but I do find you quite intriguing," he remarked.
As he spoke, his slender fingers adeptly untied the light blue sash around Su Yan’s waist.
At this moment, Su Yan’s fingers were trembling; how could she possibly resist?
As a result, her outer garment was quickly removed, leaving only her white undergarment.
Su Yan lay there rigidly, her fingers still tightly clutching the wallet.
Indeed, the wallet was a tad more important than her clothes.
Seeing Su Yan’s stingy behavior, Xuanyuan Yonghao seemed even more determined to challenge her.
He extended a finger, hooked the long string of the wallet, and started to pull it outwards.
Su Yan was taken aback by his actions, puzzled.
"Didn’t Your Highness just say you didn’t want it?"
His eyes lowered, his voice kind and gentle.
"This palace needs a wallet, and it’s a perfect fit."
He completely reversed his previous statement without batting an eye.
Su Yan wouldn’t let go, and Your Highness kept pulling.
The two struggled back and forth over the wallet.
Until the voice of Nantang came from the doorway.
"Your Highness, the General and the Prime Minister are waiting in the study."
Nantang’s voice fell, but there was no immediate reply.
So he could only wait by the door.
Inside the room, Xuanyuan Yonghao looked down at the person lying on the bed in her undergarment, refusing to yield.
After a long silence,
Su Yan spoke softly,
"Your Highness, whatever kind of wallet you desire, the embroidery lady can certainly embroider it."
He curled his lips slightly, his dark eyes shimmered as he approached her and whispered soothingly with a smile,
"Can you embroider?"
Listening, Su Yan shook her head,
"I can’t····"
As soon as she finished speaking, he started to tug at the wallet’s string again.
"Since you can’t embroider, we’ll have to make do with this as compensation."
Su Yan, seeing how much he wanted it, thought she might as well give it to him and then ask nanny for a few more.
It was then Xiao Hua suddenly spoke,
"Host, that note you received three days ago seems to still be in the wallet."
After a few seconds of astonishment, Su Yan covered the wallet with both hands.
She quickly changed her tune,
"I can, I can embroider."
Her voice was slightly hurried.
Xuanyuan Yonghao, listening, nodded and released his pulling hand,
"Good, if you can embroider, then you have three days to make one as compensation."
"But, I only know a little···"
"It’s okay."
He reassured her, but suddenly he looked down at the wallet,
"If it’s not embroidered well, you’ll compensate with something else."
Su Yan protected the wallet in her bosom, and perhaps due to some excitement, a hint of blush appeared on her cheeks.
She fell silent for a while, then spoke earnestly,
"Seven days."
"Hmm?"
"Seven days’ time."
Xuanyuan Yonghao got her point, his lips curving,
"Fine, seven days."
He paused,
"Then, this palace shall await."
After speaking, he reached for the cotton quilt beside him and covered Su Yan with it.
He wrapped her body completely, leaving only her head exposed.
He did not speak any words for this act.
But Su Yan understood, wasn’t this letting her sleep?
She closed her eyes; she was so exhausted that she soon fell asleep leaning to one side.
After waiting for her to fall asleep, Xuanyuan Yonghao who had been sitting beside the bed finally stood up and walked out.
When Nantang saw the master emerge, he repeated with respect,
"Your Highness, the Prime Minister and the General are waiting for you in the study."
"Let’s go."
"Yes."
The expression on Xuanyuan Yonghao’s face was no longer smiling with hooked lips.
He still wore that harmless and gentle look, but his eyes were pitch-black, indifferent and cool.