Chapter 92

Chapter 92

After shaking off her pursuers, Shengsheng used the Chameleon Simulation skill to slip rapidly back the way she had come.

Zhiyu Jiang and Beauty were still there. She could not leave.

Besides, she first had to find out what these people wanted before she could devise the right remedy.

When Shengsheng returned, she blended almost perfectly into the roof.

No matter who looked up, they would never have noticed anything amiss.

In the courtyard, Madam Jiang’s senior maid stood with her nose in the air and pointed at Xiyuan Duanmu. “Concubine Duanmu, I advise you not to reject our courtesy. Hand over the item at once!”

The gag was removed from Xiyuan’s mouth, and she immediately launched into a furious tirade. “Pah! Who the hell are you? With a face that ugly, you still dare boss me around? Hand over what? Spit it out and make yourself clear! Let me tell you something: I’ve got the Noble Consort backing me! If you dare touch me, you’re tap-dancing all over the Noble Consort’s minefield in public!”

Xiujuan fell silent for a moment. “Gag her again.”

The word “item” caught Shengsheng’s attention.

What item? Had Xiyuan taken something from Madam Jiang?

Several maids emerged from the room and reported, “Miss Xiujuan, we found nothing.”

Xiujuan frowned.

Shengsheng watched for quite a while without seeing either Zhiyu or Meiren Liu.

Just as she grew anxious, roof tiles suddenly scraped against one another nearby.

Shengsheng whipped around in fright.

And found herself staring at an exquisitely beautiful profile.

“Beauty, look. Something seems to be happening,” a young woman muttered softly.

Then a watery-red figure climbed into view and lay down beside the white-clad beauty. “Oh, you’re right. What happened?”

Shengsheng fell silent.

Was it really all right for the three of them to lie on the roof while Xiyuan faced the evils of society alone down below?

Shengsheng did not dare move, afraid the other two would notice something strange.

Meiren suddenly pointed toward the main room. “Xiaoyu, look. They seem to be searching for something.”

From where they lay facing the side room, they could not see into the main room.

And so, under Shengsheng’s horrified gaze, Zhiyu bent over and stood.

“I can’t see. Let me turn around.”

As she spoke, she turned toward Beauty and sat down.

Shengsheng, whose head had suddenly acquired an additional burden, fell silent.

Zhiyu, whose bottom was very clearly being prodded by something, also fell silent.

“Beauty… I think there’s something under my butt.”

Meiren took in the obviously unnatural height at which Zhiyu was sitting. Her expression turned profoundly complicated. “What is it?”

Having braced herself, Zhiyu squinted nervously down beneath her.

Without warning, she found a head attached to a body.

(Chameleon Simulation will deactivate upon contact with another person.)

“Shengsheng… do you like this angle?” Zhiyu asked, eyes wide.

With her face locked in an intimate embrace with the roof tiles, Shengsheng replied, “What do you think?”

At the sound of Shengsheng’s name, Beauty instantly perked up. “Chief! You’re here too!”

Zhiyu moved her bottom away, releasing Shengsheng from her seal.

Shengsheng raised her head with the desolation of one who had lost all hope in life and wiped the dust from her face. “I am. Surprised?”

As she spoke, Shengsheng suddenly noticed how quiet it had become below. Only Xiyuan’s muffled cries had grown louder.

She craned her head over the edge.

And immediately met a pair of venomous eyes.

Xiujuan stood beneath the eaves. The servants beside her lined the foot of the wall, glaring up at the three women like tigers watching their prey.

While Shengsheng and Meiren remained silent, Zhiyu, positioned between them, suddenly waved.

“Hi, friends down below. How are you?”