Keep your voice down. Are you trying to look glamorous dressed as a forced lover?

Li Qingyan thought, as expected of the number one handsome man, his appearance is truly exceptional. He has eyes, nose and mouth, but he has an indescribable beauty, and he also has a rare sexy style.

The red mole under her lip, in particular, added to her striking beauty.

But his eyes had nothing to do with sexiness; they were as calm and still as a spring.

"The end-of-month inventory is a bit messy, please forgive me, Your Highness. This way, please."

He remained calm as he invited Li Qingyan inside. After the palace servants served tea and left, Wen Sheng asked in a low voice:

"Your Highness, how much silver is needed for this service?"

"what?"

Li Qingyan was surprised; she hadn't asked for money.

Wen Sheng was also somewhat surprised: "Didn't Your Highness come today with the servants to prepare some money?"

Li Qingyan realized that the so-called "servant" was probably the self-designation corresponding to "concubine," equivalent to a concubine.

Wen Sheng said this because the original owner of this body had come to him twice before, both times asking for money.

She chuckled and shook her head: "No, I just happened to be passing by and came to see you. When it's just the two of us, you don't need to refer to yourself as my servant."

"Yes, thank you, Your Highness."

You look a bit tired. Have you been too busy?

"It's alright, I'm used to it. Thank you for your concern, Your Highness."

After the polite small talk, Li Qingyan didn't want to continue, so she asked:

"I've been smelling a fragrance since just now, but I don't know what it is?"

She came because of the smell.

"It's walnut paste. We cooked it as a late-night snack because the inventory was so tiring in the middle of the month, so everyone wouldn't get hungry."

Huai Xu immediately chimed in, "So it's walnut milk. Your Highness, it's late, and it's not appropriate to drink tea. Why don't we prepare a portion for you as well, so you can have a taste?"

Li Qingyan mentally gave Huai Xu a huge thumbs up. Huai Xu was just too good; he knew she was craving it and spoke up for her.

Huai Xu's words were reasonable, but Wen Sheng, who had been so easy to talk to just now, hesitated when he asked how much silver she needed to prepare.

"The walnut paste is simply prepared; I wonder if it will suit Your Highness's taste..."

"If it's not to your liking, Your Highness, you may choose not to eat it."

Wen Sheng glanced at Li Qingyan, and seeing that Li Qingyan did not object, she finally ordered people to prepare.

Walnut milk is made from walnuts, glutinous rice, and red dates. It has a thick, milky texture and a wonderful aroma.

Li Qingyan's eyes lit up when she saw it: "I'll try it."

With one bite, Li Qingyan felt as if she had returned to the modern world.

After finishing a bowl of walnut custard, Li Qingyan felt completely healed.

When she snapped out of her daze from the charm of the sweet soup, she looked up at Wen Sheng and noticed that Wen Sheng's gaze was somewhat strange.

She asked curiously, "What's wrong?"

"It's nothing," Wen Sheng shook her head. "Did Your Highness not have a good dinner? Would you like another bowl?"

"Okay." She spoke too quickly and drank another bowl.

Looking at the considerate Wen Sheng across from him, Li Qingyan felt very gratified.

Compared to others, Wen Sheng was relatively easy to talk to and not particularly resistant to her, giving her a sense of being 'easy to get'.

Li Qingyan thought that, in addition to Ji Mingzheng, perhaps Wen Sheng could be added to the experiment.

Of course, it's the kind of "easily obtainable" thing that can only be obtained physically, not emotionally.

Because he was polite in his dealings with people, yet always maintained a distance, he did not exude a chilling aura, but rather a detached and aloof demeanor.

For someone like him, winning someone's heart might be a bit difficult.

However, Li Qingyan didn't mind. It wasn't a romance novel, so there was no point in her having so much emotional investment. She could just have physical attraction.

"What is this? It's beautiful."

Li Qingyan walked to the side where the product samples were displayed, and curiously picked up the exquisite and unique blue gourd bottle to open the lid and take a look.

"Don't move."

Wen Sheng raised her voice and reached out to stop him, grabbing Li Qingyan's injured hand.

Li Qingyan hissed, and the small gourd bottle instantly fell to the ground, scattering the powdered medicine inside.

Before Li Qingyan could speak, Wen Sheng let go and covered her mouth and nose from behind.

While Li Qingyan was puzzled, Wen Sheng whispered "offended," then reached out and picked her up, quickly walking towards the door.

"close the door!"

Upon reaching the door, Wen Sheng gave the order.

The attendants at the door immediately closed the palace doors.

The courtyard, which was just a moment ago full of cattle, horses, and account books, is now empty of cattle and horses, with only some tables and chairs that have not yet been cleaned up.

Wen Sheng carried Li Qingyan across the courtyard to the outside of Zhenxing Pavilion before putting her down and releasing his hand from her mouth and nose.

After being put down, Li Qingyan looked at Wen Sheng, who had stepped back and created some distance between them, and asked, "What's wrong?"

Wen Sheng took two steps back, walked to the steps of the palace gate, and distanced himself from Li Qingyan to apologize:

"In the heat of the moment, I offended Your Highness. I beg Your Highness's punishment."

"Tell me what happened first?"

Wen Sheng straightened up and explained in a low voice, "That was a scented medicine delivered from the pharmacy. I was preparing to check its effectiveness. It's not good for Your Highness to smell it."

No wonder he suddenly hugged her; it was medicine.

"What kind of medicine is it?" Li Qingyan asked, looking up to see Wen Sheng's Adam's apple bob. Thinking of his decisiveness and that strong hug just now, she felt like she was in an idol drama.

Wen Sheng is truly a rare beauty.

Just then, Wen Sheng said, "It's not good for girls to smell medicine for treating impotence."

"Huh?" Isn't impotence the same as erectile dysfunction?

"You...you can't do it?"

The sky has fallen! How could such a stunningly sexy woman be so unattractive? How could God do this?

Wen Sheng looked at the expressive Li Qingyan, a hint of a smile flashing in her eyes:

"Your Highness, please don't misunderstand. I'm fine; otherwise, I wouldn't be able to serve you."

"This is the first olfactory medicine developed by the pharmacy. Smelling it can cure illnesses."

He paused for a moment: "People who aren't sick might feel a little... excited after smelling it."

Li Qingyan: "So you..."

That pretty bottle actually contains... She's only been in the book for a short time, and this has already happened twice!

Wen Sheng nodded: "I feel my body heating up and changing right now."

Sure enough.

However, listening to Wen Sheng's words and looking at his expression, Li Qingyan felt a sense of disconnect.

It's too bland.

He was clearly explaining that he had been infected, but his expression remained calm and his tone was flat and even.

Wen Sheng took another step back: "The whole bottle broke just now. I smelled a bit too much, and the effects of the medicine might get out of control. Perhaps Your Highness should leave first to avoid being offended by my abruptness."

Wen Sheng's tone remained unchanged and polite, but his expression and eyes showed slight changes. It was clear that he was holding back, and his eyes were slightly red.

This made him look even sexier, but his aloofness added to his ascetic air.

Li Qingyan's fingers twitched slightly. This Wen Sheng stirred within him an impulse: to shatter this restraint, to break this indifference, to make him cry, to make him lose control...