Cecilia Chen, What Are You Doing

Cecilia Chen suddenly grabbed the scissors from the table and stabbed them toward her own neck.

Grace lunged forward and grabbed her hand.

Little Fish, I have no family left. My only brother died in battle, and the General is the man I love—he’s also my only family. I really can’t live without him! Cecilia Chen cried. Please help me just this once! Otherwise, I might as well die right now!

Grace felt exhausted. '...Please don’t do this...'

'Little Fish!' Cecilia Chen’s face was streaked with tears as she looked at her pleadingly.

Fine, I’ll let you in. But if the General blames me, you really have to help me clear my name. You know my family’s situation—if I die, my mother and two younger sisters won’t survive either.

Okay! Cecilia Chen hugged her gratefully. 'Thank you, Little Fish! Thank you!'

Cecilia Chen’s plan was for Grace to let her sneak into the inner chamber when she was on night duty, hide in Evan Xiao’s bed, and once she had skin-to-skin contact with him, Evan Xiao would have no choice but to marry her.

This plan seemed risky, but it was foolproof.

Even if Evan Xiao didn’t do anything with her, as long as a woman was seen and touched by a man, she’d have to marry him. Evan Xiao would have no choice but to marry her.

Cecilia Chen must have planned this well—tonight just happened to be Grace’s night duty.

While Evan Xiao was still in the study and hadn’t come back yet, Grace let Cecilia Chen in.

She was actually a little curious—what would Evan Xiao do if he found Cecilia Chen in his bed?

Would he be able to control himself?

When Evan Xiao came back, Grace acted completely normal, going about her business like nothing had happened.

Evan Xiao didn’t suspect a thing and went straight inside.

A moment later, she heard his angry roar: 'Cecilia Chen, what are you doing here?'

The door was only slightly ajar, and Grace couldn’t help her curiosity—she peeked through the crack.

Hey! From her angle, she could see both Evan Xiao and Cecilia Chen perfectly!

'General.' Cecilia Chen was covered with nothing but a thin blanket, her fragrant shoulders exposed and wearing absolutely nothing underneath. She gazed at him with deep affection and said, 'I really like you. I only want to marry you. If you make me marry someone else, I’d rather die!'

Get out!

'General...' Cecilia Chen’s eyes brimmed with tears—she was so pitiful that even Grace, a woman herself, felt sorry for her and wanted to rush in and comfort her, let alone a man.

But Evan Xiao didn’t seem like a man at all—he was a total mutant.

He walked over, face dark, tossed Cecilia Chen’s clothes onto the bed, and said, 'You have thirty breaths to get dressed and get out! Otherwise, I’ll treat you as an assassin.'

I'm not leaving! Cecilia Chen refused to cooperate. 'General, tell me—what exactly is wrong with me?'

Evan Xiao turned and shouted toward the door, 'Someone!'

Grace flinched and answered, 'General, what is it?'

Go get Justin Guo.

Justin Guo was the chief guard of the manor.

Grace answered with a bitter face, 'Oh... I’ll go right away.'

She went out and told the guards stationed outside Frostmoon Quarters that the General wanted them to fetch Justin Guo.

One of the guards went off to get him.

Soon, a tall, powerful, and handsome guard arrived and respectfully asked at the door, 'General, you called for me?'

There’s an assassin in this General’s room—why aren’t you catching them already?