"Why are you still standing there?" Yan Xiu lifted his gaze to Li Yuyu, "Help me undress."
Un…undress?
Li Yuyu pointed at the tip of her own nose.
"What? Does the Concubine not even wish to help me undress for bed?" Yan Xiu secretly enjoyed the varied expressions on Li Yuyu's little face, but pretended to be serious as he asked in a deep voice.
Li Yuyu: "…So, the Emperor wants to nap in Luaxin Pavilion?"
Yan Xiu did not respond, but the raised arch of his brow clearly suggested: What else?
"No way!" Li Yuyu decisively refused.
"Beloved concubine dares to drive me away?" Yan Xiu's face darkened.
"How dare I," Li Yuyu quickly changed to a soft, pleasant voice and spoke gently, "Emperor, the summer is hot, and this bed of mine is too narrow. Two people sleeping together will surely be cramped. I don't sleep well, and if I disturb your nap, I'd feel anxious indeed."
Anxious indeed.
If you were truly anxious, you wouldn't say these words.
