Creak—
The sound of the door being pushed open accompanied Shi Qianla’s entrance. Dressed in her black stockings and secretary uniform, she walked in. Like a beleaguered office worker, she complained helplessly to her superior, “Your Highness~ That interdimensional traveler named Ying Ye tried to invade the palace. Ai Ya stopped her, and they’re fighting outside the palace right now.”
After saying this, she didn’t forget to close the door, sealing the office once more.
She sat in the chair Bai Yue Ling had just occupied. Her ample hips, encased in black stockings, sank into the soft cushion as she adjusted her posture for comfort.
“Should we drive her away directly, or let her in? Your Highness, what should we do? That Ying Ye seems to have some connection with Little White too…”
Shi Qianla closed her eyes, sensing a lingering warmth on the seat and a faint fragrance in the air.
She waited quietly for Wei Ji’s response, but after a long while, Wei Ji remained silent.
“Your Highness? Is something wrong?”
Puzzled, Shi Qianla looked towards Wei Ji, only to see her sitting alone behind the desk, with no one else around.
Wei Ji’s expression was slightly awkward, her voice trembling a little. “What… what is that Ying Ye here for?”
“Nothing… I was just spacing out.” Her face was slightly flushed. She crossed her hands in front of her lips, her sitting posture appearing somewhat unnatural.
Shi Qianla answered, “It seems she’s looking for Little White. Word outside is that Little White was brought into the palace by you.”
“Shi Qianla, look. Is Little White in this office?” Wei Ji smiled. “But Little White isn’t here with me.”
Shi Qianla glanced around. Indeed, only the two of them were in the office, with no sign of Little White.
“If Little White isn’t with you, then where did she go?”
“She left on her own after discussing some matters with me. Probably went to play with that ‘big sister’ again.”
“Another big sister… Little White really is a fickle-hearted bad woman…”
The two chatted idly, casually condemning Bai Yue Ling’s “fickleness.” However, what Shi Qianla didn’t know was that Bai Yue Ling was currently crouching under the desk, her small face flushed red, pressed close to Wei Ji’s long skirt, breathing in panicked gasps.
The moment Shi Qianla pushed the door open, Bai Yue Ling had instinctively slid down and hidden under the desk.
She didn’t know why she did this. She could have just stood openly beside Wei Ji, yet she chose to hide, making it seem like she’d been caught red-handed, looking utterly guilty.
In truth, it was a conditioned reflex… because in past cycles, she had genuinely encountered situations where she was on a “date” with a “big sister” and another “big sister” came to check on her.
Back then, she had escaped by hiding under a desk, so this time, she didn’t hesitate to do the same.
Since she was already hiding, she might as well wait until Shi Qianla left before coming out…
Bai Yue Ling thought this, her face burning.
However, what she didn’t know was that her hiding caused roughly seventy percent of the Charm Fragrance, which could have dispersed throughout the room, to accumulate under the desk.
Gradually, Bai Yue Ling felt increasingly stuffy and hot. Her little tail twitched restlessly, and her consciousness grew fuzzier under the erosion of desire.
At the same time, Shi Qianla also sensed something amiss.
“Why is there a faint, elusive fragrance in the office?”
Wei Ji used her hands to hide her blushing face. “Mmm… I lit some incense earlier to entertain Little White.”
From under the desk came waves of warm air—Bai Yue Ling’s heated breaths—brushing against Wei Ji’s calves like tiny, teasing sensations.
“It smells better than any incense I’ve ever encountered. Can I see what kind it is? The scent seems to be coming from your direction…” Shi Qianla closed her eyes and sniffed lightly.
She stood up, leaving a full impression on the chair, and slowly walked towards Wei Ji.
Seeing her approach, Wei Ji hurriedly pushed her chair forward with some force, trying her best to shield Bai Yue Ling hiding beneath.
“That was incense given to me by Little White. It’s said to be infused with a succubus’s essence…” Wei Ji explained.
Shi Qianla walked behind her, looking out at the night sky outside the window. “I see. Remember to ventilate the room properly.”
This also meant that if Shi Qianla turned around, she might discover the secret under the desk.
Since she was already hiding, she had to remain undiscovered…
Bai Yue Ling thought dizzily, her small hand gently tugging at Wei Ji’s ankle, signaling her to move forward a bit more.
Wei Ji shifted her chair forward again, but her own consciousness was also beginning to grow hazy.
“Mmph!”
She momentarily lost control of her strength and ended up sliding halfway down the chair. Her body slumped as if collapsing, slowly sliding down, unable to move.
As Wei Ji’s body continued to slide, the space under the desk became extremely cramped. Bai Yue Ling could only curl up as much as possible, watching helplessly as the pure white hem of the skirt drew nearer. Her breathing grew increasingly rapid and feverish—
***
Thump!
That was the sound of Wei Ji’s knee hitting the underside of the desk as she slid all the way down.
“Your Highness?”
Wei Ji’s movement immediately caught Shi Qianla’s attention. She turned around and saw the scheming third princess lying on the chair in an extremely comical posture—her upper body barely supported by the seat, her lower half dangling in the air.
“You… what are you doing?”
“Ah… this chair is too slippery. I lost my balance accidentally.” Wei Ji explained in a fluster, while trying to push herself up using her hands on the seat.
However, letting go of her hands made Shi Qianla notice more details—
Like the blush on her face, and her chest heaving up and down.
“Your Highness… why is your face so red?” Shi Qianla leaned in curiously to take a closer look. “Are you feeling unwell?”
“It’s nothing, the office is just a bit stuffy and hot…” Wei Ji said quickly.
While lying, she tried to sit up again but couldn’t succeed.
Because she could clearly feel the dense fragrance concentrated under the desk, along with Bai Yue Ling’s feverish breaths. Under this dual influence, her suppressed rationality was gradually loosening.
Then, Shi Qianla said thoughtfully, “Let me help you.”
Wei Ji panicked instantly. “No… no need, really, it’s fine…”
“I am your secretary. Helping you with such things is part of my duty, isn’t it?”
Without waiting for further refusal, Shi Qianla grabbed her arms, trying to pull her up.
However, the moment she leaned down, her eyes met a pair of wide, panicked eyes under the desk.
Shi Qianla’s small mouth opened in surprise. The fragrance that washed over her made her pause for a moment, her rationality teetering on the brink of collapse in an instant.
“Ah…?”
Both Bai Yue Ling and Wei Ji inwardly cried out in unison: We’re done for—
But at that moment, the sound of a doorknob turning came from the entrance once more.
“Your Highness.”
Ai Ya pushed the door open and entered. Seeing Shi Qianla standing behind the desk, she was slightly taken aback. “Is Her Highness not here?”