Sima You Yue felt that she had been picked up, carried over on someone's shoulders, and taken to a house.
This was a well-decorated room, but the scent of the incense burner reflected the lack in taste.
She was thrown on the ground. Although she was covered with a thick carpet, she still made a muffled noise.
"Hmph, damn it, even if you don't put me on the bed, it's alright to put me on a chair, even if you have to put me on the ground, can't you be lighter?" Sima You Yue closed her eyes and complained.
The person who threw her came outside the house and said to the maids who were guarding outside: "The Young Master has found a woman again. You can wash her up quickly, and the Young Master will be back in a while."
"Yes."
The maids responded respectfully, and when the man left, these maids changed at once. They came to Sima You Yue and said, "Hey, she doesn't look so good. I don't know how she caught the Young Master's interest."
