The MC forgot the plot

一 EIGHT 一

八 A novel that she has been told to reject

The night has already dawned and the sky was pitch black, hues of warm orange could be seen as the flickers of vermillion candles lit up the inner room. The summer heat has dissipated and the wind begins to show its massive force, the wooden columns and panels slightly creaked against the force of the wind. The rustle of branches rubbing each other and the leaves falling into the ground became clearer into the silent night.

The skin of the woman in the mirror glows contrasting the candlelight, smooth supple skin as if water could be dripped out; her hair spreads like a waterfall ending to her willow-thin waist. She rubbed us the cinnabar flower painted between her brows as the sleeve of her innerwear falls, her plump pinkish lips opened.

"I want to wash"

XiXi who was standing behind her miss finally came to her senses after being fascinated by the beauty of her miss. Even the flowers would be ashamed to bloom when her miss walks in.

"This slave obeys"

XiXi then walked out to send orders to the lower class maids while Meng Jia Yi can finally sigh in relief. She has been wearing layer upon layers of cloth, even if it was a fitting pair for her now beautiful face it was still heavy and somewhat stifling. Besides, she was used to the electricity; even with her minimum wage, she could still afford to get herself an electric fan with that small and humid apartment of hers.

"Miss, the bath is ready"

Although uncomfortable, she moves into the wooden makeshift bathtub and lowers herself down with her hair not touching the water.

"I want to bath alone" she tells XiXi in the corner of her eyes and after seeing her leave and put on a screen, she finally relaxes into the water.

Soon it turned cold and afraid of her skin getting all wrinkly, she stood up and the water caresses her milky white skin; the perks of her bosom, as well as her long smooth legs, were hidden against the somewhat blurry screen making her more look ethereal yet seductively mysterious.

XiXi offered a robe to her miss ignoring the flush of her face, she has served her miss for a long time yet she still cannot get used to the ethereal beauty and flawless figure that her miss possesses.

Meng Jia Yi felt the silky, fairly cold sheets and finally arranges all the information she has gathered during the day. The things that she has discovered were firstly her identity as a shu born daughter with two eldest sisters with one that hated her and the other who uses her to gain virtuous fame and become her gunman. Then the other thing is how she and the original's concubine mother is in a rather good nor bad situation. The younger brother is not the original's brother born on the same mother. The prime minister's father that she has not yet seen and the three famous princes as well as the kind of weird fourth prince.

She then fell into a night of sleep after writing all the information she gathered. Her body has become weary through all the things that she experienced today and could no longer have the capacity to think anymore.

Then she woke up, startled with a dream this day.

"Miss? Are you alright? You look pale, shall we ask for a doctor?" XiXi moves in to see her mistress struggling to breathe and with a pale unhealthy color on her face.

"I'm okay... Just give me some water" Meng Jia Yi says before seeing XiXi moving out to her room to fetch her a cup of water.

She shuts her eyes tightly, she wanted to scream out loud for the ridiculousness and anger that she is feeling right now but she can't.