"Is my sister in the hall?"

Zhao Cuo asked the servant as soon as he returned to the house.

"When we go back to the young master, the eldest lady has gone back to her room after lunch. She is probably taking a nap."

After hearing this, he subconsciously raised his head and looked at the scorching sun high in the blue sky.

It’s already noon when we come and go in and out of the capital.

But Sister Youxin doesn’t have the habit of taking a lunch break?

"There were guests at the house earlier. They are the lady's friends. They just went back after having a meal."

The young master just nodded after listening to the maid's words and was not surprised. Miss Zhao had many friends.

"We just had lunch now. My sister didn't fall asleep so quickly. Let's go take a look."

Zhao Cuo muttered and walked towards his elder sister's bedroom.

If the demon saint takes action, then Zheng Guogong's palace will not be safe.

We must bring Sister Shangxin to the palace as soon as possible to feel at ease.

"No movement."

He came outside Zhao Shangxin's bedroom and listened attentively.

Make it clear beforehand that he has no sinful thoughts.

I just want to make sure Miss Zhao is asleep.

"Are you already asleep?"

Young Master Zhao raised his hand and held it carefully on the door handle.

Breaking into a woman's boudoir at any time is an act of deceit.

But they don't have too many scruples between siblings.

…

"No wonder Cuo'er was clamoring to open a cool pool in the backyard to play in the water..."

Zhao Shangxin was sitting alone in the room, her pretty and upright face was flushed, and her fair hands were playing with a set of fresh clothes.

This was a souvenir brought by her close friend when she came over in the morning.

It is said to be the latest clothes of Lengxiang Pavilion.

"The owner of Lengxiang Pavilion is Mrs. Yan, and she has that kind of relationship with Cuo'er. The previous Wu Jiu Dudou was their handiwork."

Miss Zhao said to herself that she couldn't bear to look at the sequined clothes in her hands, she was so shameless.

The upper body of this new product called a swimsuit is almost the same as the previous bellyband.

What she couldn't accept was that the other half was just a triangle of material!

"The mistake was to let Mrs. Yan serve in something like this..."

Shanxin suddenly blushed when she thought of this.

Miss Zhao found that she had been deceived by her younger brother's usual innocent appearance.

She knew that Cuoer had a lot of tricks, but she never thought that the tricks he played were so unsightly. The eldest son of the Zhao family was not married yet!

"Let's find a chance to talk to him tactfully later..."

Zhao Shanxin sighed again.

She felt a little uncomfortable in her heart for no reason.

Especially the fantasy of Mrs. Flame wearing something like this and being with her beloved...

"But shame aside, this piece of clothing called a swimsuit still has some aesthetic appeal. Madam Yan, the fairy, is so confused when she puts it on."

Miss Zhao's brows furrowed even more tightly.

His eyes were fixed on the piece of clothing embroidered with fresh lotus flowers.

She suddenly felt an inexplicable desire to win. If she also wore this swimsuit that seemed to best highlight a woman's figure, what would her reaction be...

"I was thinking about something random."

The thought that came to my mind was immediately suppressed.

Her conservative temperament, brought up in a strict family tradition, does not allow her to do such a thing.

It's better to be naked when wearing these clothes, let alone show them to the wrong child, she can't do such a thing.

"But it's okay to try it on alone in your boudoir..."

Zhao Shanxin stood up from the bed with a blushing face.

She walked slowly to the fitting mirror that was as tall as a person.

A black belt with fine fabric slipped gently.

"Wrong is such a bad thing!"

After she put on fresh clothes neatly, her pretty face turned red for a moment, and she felt that she could not see anyone in the mirror at all.

The bright mirror reflects a patch of snow, with a proud water hibiscus on top and bottom, stunningly beautiful.

Even though there were no outsiders, Miss Zhao still unconsciously raised her arms and hugged her in front of her.

"This clothes is not specially made for me by him..."

Zhao Shanxin suddenly had such a shameful guess.

After she put on her swimsuit, she realized something belatedly.

There is no one around Cuoer who can show off the beauty of a woman with this new dress better than her.

"Mrs. Yan's shoulders are far less affected than mine."

She felt the pain in her shoulders and sighed again.

Everything has two sides.

Her heaviness does more harm than good.

"Creak..."

The sound of the door being pushed suddenly reached Zhao Shangxin's ears.

She was so frightened that her face turned pale even before she could freeze for a moment!

Who dared to break into her boudoir in broad daylight?

"Has Sister Changxin gone to bed already?"

Zhao Cuo gently pushed the door open a crack, looked in, and saw a bright light.

"The blackout curtains are not closed, so you haven't slept yet? But it's too quiet..."

He pushed the door a third further open.

Most of the delightful boudoir that the young master had already known came into view.

Zhang Guanjunhou, who pushed open the door of his sister's room without authorization, finally saw the figure of the owner of the bedroom.

"He's asleep...why do you have to cover yourself with such a thick quilt?"

Zhao Cuo looked at the raised quilt on the bed in surprise.

Nowadays, not even the fierce dogs raised in Zheng Guogong's mansion dare to retract their tongues into their mouths.

Zhao Shanxin's plump body was the most afraid of heat. He was dripping with sweat after walking around the house for a while. It was strange that the quilt was so tightly covered.

"The ice has almost melted."

He looked at the ice water in the jade basin nearby.

Deputy Chief Zhao of the Criminal Division was keenly aware that something was wrong.

Generally speaking, only when you feel cold will you cover yourself up with a quilt, but it is hot summer now, so you will only do this if you feel the wind and cold, right?

"Sister, are you asleep?"

Zhao Cuo hesitated for a moment and then asked in a low voice.

He would never really break into his sister's boudoir. He just wanted to take a look, but now he has no choice.

If my sister really has a cold or a fever, wouldn't it be a mistake if he turns away now and misses her illness? Anyway, there has never been much taboo between them.

"I'm in..."

Young Master Zhao entered the room with silent steps.

He didn't know that his precious sister lying on the bed had her heart jumping into her throat!

At this moment, I just feel like crying without tears. Her body hidden under the quilt is still wearing something shameful! What does Wrong want to do when she breaks in?

'Why are you touching my forehead...'
To be continued...