The inconvenient guest - Part II

After the quick Meal, Zhao thought it best that Xiao Niao tried to get out of bed. The young woman was too weak and felt her legs weaken. The cold in her body had not yet left her completely. Then, he withdrew to deliver the dirty pots to the mansion's servant, leaving Yan Feng alone again with her.

Xiao Niao was sitting on the edge of the bed and holding the thin wooden pillar that supported the bed from floor to ceiling. She was comfortable, the feeling of being there was the same when she was with Meng Hao, and if all those people wanted to hurt her, they would have done it already. She did not know exactly where she was. In that, she leaves Honga, that house or village, but she knew that everyone was a good person.

- Can I ask you something? - Xiao Niao spoke making Yan Feng shift in the armchair on the other side of the room. - Where I am?

"This is Minister Li's mansion." Yan Feng replied calmly, since her question was not that difficult.

- Minister Li? - Xiao Niao spoke softly almost losing the ground. She was in one of the most powerful houses in Honga, the home of the minister of the entire state, and Honga had agreements with Naran and if someone from Naran came and recognized her...

An uncontrollable despair hit the young woman and a need to get out of there as quickly as possible reached her instincts. It could not be seen by anyone from Naran or a new war could be launched. Xiao Niao had unlearned to be Mei Yang. That name was buried forever in the mud that became her past that marked them that she carried on her body. The foolish and happy girl had been erased and today she was and was determined to be forever young Xiao Niao. She was not willing to go to war, nor to rediscover the marks of the past, she had already lost her dignity and her eyes, and the last thing she wanted was for someone to lose its life because of her.

Xiao Niao got up from the bed a little stunned, holding on to the pillar, quickly Yan Feng walked towards her when he realized that the young woman was destabilized. In a quick movement and out of pure protective instinct, he held her in his arms, feeling the warm touch of her skin through the fabric. Yan Feng and Xiao Niao went off balance when they saw that they were both nervous about the contact and fell on the bed. It was a slight fall, Yan Feng held the weight of the body so that it would not crush the young woman who was lying on her back and scared. Yan Feng opened his eyes and realized the situation he was in, over the young woman and his breaths were confused by the approach. He studied the woman below him with caution, his small pink and delicate mouth in contrast to the black hair that went down like a waterfall reminded him of Mei Yang. Yan Feng's heart missed a beat when he felt his hands hold her waist and seemed to fit perfectly in her embrace. As soon as he felt that she was too tense under him, he pulled away as fast as he fell.

- Sorry, Miss. I ... I ... - He tried to find an excuse, but he did not! His brain seemed to have melted in smoke and his face was as hot as a boiling cauldron. He was visibly embarrassed, but his heart was jumping so much inside his chest at the memory of Mei Yang that he could not help looking at her again. Xiao Niao was vaguely like Mei Yang, but her restrained and calm demeanor had nothing to do with the petulance and arrogance of the young heir he once loved. They were just alike in appearance and that was a big problem for the heart of Yan Feng, who had never forgotten his deceased young bride.

- It was just an imbalance, sir! - Xiao Niao tried to alleviate the situation, and soon she realized that that young man had no experience with women. This was clear to her, who had spent years living in a brothel where the most diverse men existed. Therefore, she concluded that it was good; he would not have malice with her just as Meng Hao did not.

- Yes, just an imbalance ... - he spoke quickly picking up his cloak and sword, ready to leave. - I will call a servant to help you in whatever you need. Goodbye Miss.

Yan Feng ran as quickly from that room as he warned a servant to come in and keep the girl company. Further, on he found Zhao who looked happy with a basket of fruit heading towards the rooms.

- Where do you think you are going with this? - Yan Feng took the basket and took it from Zhao. It was obvious to him that his servant was trying to please young Xiao Niao, he just didn't know what to do with.

- Xiao'er needs to feed ... - Zhao pulled the basket back with a little force. - What is the matter now?

"Problem?"

That was Yan Feng's problem. He did not know what the problem was and why this sinister anxiety in his heart saw that Zhao was going to feed Xiao Niao.

- Tonight, I am going to sleep in your room, so prepare a blanket so you can sleep on the floor.

- Majesty, my room is not worthy of you ... - Zhao stopped talking when he saw the terrifying look that Yan Feng gave him. - Young Miss cannot sleep alone. Your majesty has slept with her every night since you brought her, what is the matter now?

Yan Feng remembered the mouth and the fragrance that exuded from her body. It was a scent of citrus fruits on the spring day that made his face flush. He blinked a few times to shake those thoughts out of his mind that looked like a seductive theater. The most beautiful women had never hit him in his state, his heart was always in bitterness for Mei Yang, and not even young Miss Li had enchanted him, even though she was a beauty of great rarity. However, he was lost in thought by a woman who hid half his face in a band.

- She woke up ... It is not in good manners for me to stay in the chambers ... - Yan Feng said seriously.

- What is the difference from before and now? - Zhao did not understand his majesty's arguments. Soon, an idea came to him. - Your majesty has finally taken an interest in a woman. Are you afraid to share a room with her?

Yan Feng choked on his own saliva and almost beat Zhao.

- I was not interested in anyone, stop talking nonsense! I am your King! - Yan Feng spoke harshly. - Tonight I will sleep with the young lady and prove to you that I don't feel anything for her!

- Really, Your Majesty, your heart has to be closed to any woman, because your fiancée seems to be waiting for you for a walk. - Zhao pointed to Li Jia-Li who was standing near the water source that came out of his quarters towards the other side of the mansion. Three servants who would guard over the two of them as they walked accompanied her. Yan Feng internally lamented the hopeful young woman, maybe if he went straight to her and told her about his closed heart and his ideals of war she would abandon him for good!

He headed towards Miss Li while Zhao watches his Majesty a little anxiously walk towards his bride.

- I did not ask you to prove anything to me, you foolish king! Whether or not you want to sleep in the same room as Xiao'er is your problem! - Zhao smiled at his master's silly attitudes. Finally, he had become interested in another woman who was not a ghost who lived in his heart. He knew that Naran's late heiress princess had been his king's fiancée in the past and that he still hasn't forgotten her today. Now, seeing him take an interest in another woman other than a dead woman was at least welcoming. – Soon, Sunri will have heirs!

He smiled to himself as he walked towards Xiao'er's room. As soon as he entered he saw that it was empty, there was no soul even apparently in that place. Zhao searched the entire environment and the only answer was that she was gone. There was no servant around, so he ran around the mansion looking for her. Until at the back of a distant place, she felt the wall looking for a way out. Zhao stopped running when he saw her near the wall and watched, as she would try to escape the mansion without any help. He smiled at her silly attitude, just as his silly master acted. The two were perfect for each other. A true arrangement of the heavens!

- Xiao'er, where do you think you are going? - Zhao walked slowly towards her when she was startled by his voice. - The walls of the minister's mansion are as big as the skies; do you think you will be able to climb?

"I need to go ...," she whispered.

- Do you want to leave? So treat yourself first! See how weak it is! Then I will take you away myself. You have my word.

Xiao Niao realized that she would not be able to leave the mansion alone and finally gave up. Zhao took her hand and led her back to the room.

- Where are the servants sent by my master? - Zhao searched around the room and found no one. - Damn!

They left you alone because you are blind!

Xiao Niao did not care; she was used to living alone.

- Ahh, I hate this mansion! - Zhao took the fruit and put it in front of Xiao Niao, she seemed worried about something, or to be analyzing some situation. - Xiao'er, why were you tied to a tree in the forest? Did someone attack you? My master is very powerful; we can take the culprit and massacre him to dust!

Xiao Niao smiled with the playful way that Zhao spoke. She did not want war with Lin Bo, let alone bring problems to Madame Ming. Xiao Niao was in a dead-end game. She was inside the minister's house without being able to escape and could find a member of Naran's council and be recognized. On the other hand, she had Madame Ming with her dirty business with Naran's general; she still did not know the extent of the connection with the kingdom of Naran and Madame Ming. She had to step on eggs and calmly walk through this dirty game of power.

- I was attacked by bandits while harvesting herbs, I do not know who they are ... I am blind - she pointed to the band in her eyes and Zhao sighed.

- Even so, we can hunt flocks in Honga that walk around where you were tied up and...

- I appreciate the concern, but now I am fine thanks to your master's efforts. I need to go as soon as possible! - Xiao Niao took a fruit and bit it. She had to strengthen her own body to return to the mansion.

Zhao finished her chores while Xiao Niao waited for the servant to help her in the bath. She did not want anyone around, but Zhao's insistence was stronger than the will of heaven.

As soon as the bathtub was covered with warm water, Xiao Niao removed her robes and went into the water that seemed to caress her skin. The servant withdrew from the rooms as soon as she realized she was fine, and Yan Feng came from the other side of the mansion, looking slightly tired and tired from the boring walk with Miss Li. All he wanted was a hot bath and to be able to check it out. His war paperwork, but his eyes widened so much that they almost popped out of their orbit. His mouth opened in astonishment when he saw young Xiao Niao playing with the water in a bathtub. She splashed water on her skin, smiled as she felt it run down the length of her skin, and gave it to her lap. Her hair was tied up in a bun giving a better view of her upper body.

For the first time, Yan Feng felt his whole body react to his own heart! The young woman who resembled Mei Yang enchanted him.