The second prince did not have the time to bother with Jun Xiaomo or Ye Xiuwen right now. He continued to stare dreadfully as the ring of guards shuffled closer and closer to him. His eyes quivered with complicated emotions.

The clamoring outside the courtyard had also caught Jun Xiaomo and Ye Xiuwen’s attention. However, they were absolutely unaware that the person who had singlehandedly incited this fracas was the first prince who should have been confined within the domain of Jun Xiaomo’s Confinement Array.

“Brother Ye, this is our chance. Take me away, quickly…” Jun Xiaomo hastily grabbed onto Ye Xiuwen’s clothes as sweat beaded up on her forehead and started to roll down her cheeks. She had bitten down so hard on her lower lips earlier that a deep imprint had been left ton it.

“Little Mo, where are you hurt?” Ye Xiuwen had mistakenly interpreted Jun Xiaomo’s actions to mean that her injuries were still incapacitating her, and he grabbed onto her arm in concern.

“Don’t…don’t touch me!” Jun Xiaomo’s body quivered violently, and she spoke with a tone of voice that was a few notches higher than usual. Right now, she was even heaving and panting as though she were in pain.

Ye Xiuwen’s hand froze in place as it hung in mid-air. He did not know whether to shift his hand away or put his hand down.

Jun Xiaomo lifted her head. Despite the veiled conical hat, she could already guess that her martial brother’s emotions must be filled with immense worry and concern right now.

She loosened her teeth that were clamping down on her lower lips. Jun Xiaomo struggled with all her might to repress the effects of the Euphoria-Stimulating Incense that threatened to consume her rationality and unleash her carnal desires. Gritting her teeth, she stammered to Ye Xiuwen, “Brother Ye…I’m under the effects of…the Euphoria-Stimulating...