The slight poke on his shoulders made him put his index finger between his lips. "Ssshh…" he whispered.
Another poke was thrown at him again, but this time, it was a slight grasp on his sleeves. Xianyu turned his head and saw the pale and nervous face of the lady looking at him. "M-Master? Is t-this really n-needed?," she whispered slowly, maintaining her voice. It also scared her to get caught from sneaking.
Xianyu gave her a 'just follow me,' look, then he whispered back, "Don't worry, the Prince will not cut your head or throw you out of your job," he patted the lady's head softly. "I will do everything in my power to protect you," then his eyes beam with determination.
