Startled, the guards hastily took a step back. If they were caught in such a compromising position, they wouldn't be able to explain themselves.
Given her disheveled state, they didn't even dare look at her directly. Liang Wan intentionally leaned in, her red lips curving upward. "The Master is tired and needs to replenish his strength. Do you want to accompany me to the kitchen?"
The guards kept silent and continued backing away.
Liang Wan scoffed lightly and walked past them. "If you're worried, then follow me!"
Her soft, coquettish voice made their hearts race in panic. Wang Su ruled his subordinates with an iron fist. He despised betrayal above all else, and laying a finger on his concubine was a pure death wish.
"Liang Ji shouldn't make things difficult for them. I will accompany you."
Distracted, Liang Wan misstepped, sending a piercing pain through her ankle. She sharply inhaled. "This damned old hag!" she thought. "Of all the times to show up, she had to come now!"
