The room was filled with fragrance.
Lu Ying leaned against the bedside, wearing only a black sheer robe with the front open. Beads of sweat formed on his prominent nose bridge, his cheeks and the tips of his ears flushed unnaturally. The dark desire in his narrow eyes brimmed, ready to escape.
"Your Highness..."
Shen Xinya was no naïve child and immediately recognized the aroma filling the room.
His Highness endured unbearable torment, and Shen Yinning happened to be absent...
A bold idea surfaced in her mind instantly.
Her heart raced like drums as she stepped closer to the bed. "How could Cousin treat you so disgracefully? Do you know where the key is? Let me help you unlock the chains!"
As she spoke, she fumbled around the bedposts.
Yet her hands, while searching, didn't restrain themselves from brushing against Lu Ying's skin.
The young man's skin was burning hot.
