The passers-by are vicious

I ate another piece without realizing it, and when I lowered my head, there were only four pieces of dessert left on the plate.

Although she really wanted to eat more, Jiang Wanwan still held back.

If you are caught cheating, you will definitely be scolded or kicked out of the house.

Although the Rong Mansion would not be harsh on its servants, and Jiang Wanwan did not like being a maid and serving others, what could she do once she left the Rong Mansion?

Given her appearance, she would probably be kidnapped and sold as soon as she left the house.

What's more...her ambition can only be realized by staying in Rong Mansion.

In front of the courtyard separated by the wall from the study stood two strong guards, patrolling back and forth.

After all, Rong Cheng is the prime minister, and there are many secrets about the court in his study.

Fortunately, the guard knew that she was the old lady's maid and just gave her a quick glance before letting her into the yard.

When Jiang Wanwan walked to the door of Rong Cheng's study with the plate in her hand, she was stopped by the servant Cangying.

"It's the old lady who asked you to come again."

Cangying is Rong Cheng's personal attendant, and Jiang Wanwan is always ordered by the old lady to deliver things, so the two are quite familiar with each other.

Looking at Cangying's handsome and resolute face, Jiang Wanwan smiled and replied, "That's right. I'm always worried every time I come here, fearing that my wife will find out and I'll be punished."

After saying this, Jiang Wanwan's peach blossom eyes revealed obvious timidity, making her already charming face even more pitiful.

This made Cangyi, who had been secretly in love with her, feel very uncomfortable, but he was just a guard responsible for protecting Rongcheng.

There was no way to guarantee her safety, so she could only comfort her: "You are someone close to the old lady, and she will not touch you even if she is domineering."

Before Jiang Wanwan could say anything else, Rong Cheng's voice came from the study.

"Is that Wanwan? Come in."

Rong Cheng recognized it was her when Jiang Wanwan and Cangying were chatting, and had been waiting for her to come in.

Unexpectedly, she stopped at the door and chatted happily with Cangyi, which made Rongcheng very unhappy, so he had to ask her to come in directly.

Hearing Rong Cheng's call, Jiang Wanwan didn't bother to chat with Cangying and hurriedly walked into the study with snacks.

At this time, Rong Cheng was wearing a green inner robe and writing on the rice paper on the desk.

Seen from the side, his face is so gentle, elegant and handsome that it is hard to imagine that he is the prime minister of a country.

Perhaps because he heard her footsteps, Rong Cheng put down his brush and looked up.

Jiang Wanwan walked directly in front of him, bowed first, and then brought the cake to him: "Prime Minister, the kitchen has newly made peach blossom cake today. The old lady sent a maid to bring it to you for you to try."

Rong Cheng nodded casually: "Leave it there."

When Jiang Wanwan put the pastries on the table, she found Rong Cheng staring at her with deep eyes.

She was so frightened that she quickly lowered her head and asked timidly: "But what's wrong with this servant?"

Rong Cheng's gaze stayed on Jiang Wanwan's charming face which was a little pale due to nervousness. He did not answer, but glanced at the pastries on the table.

With just one glance, Rong Cheng discovered something was wrong. There were only four pieces of peach blossom cakes on the plate, and it was empty.

There were still some pastry crumbs at the corners of Jiang Wanwan's mouth, and it was obvious that she had eaten something secretly.

Rong Cheng couldn't help laughing in his heart, he was so stupid that he didn't even know to wipe his mouth after eating secretly.

Looking at the charming woman who was still unaware and lowering her head, Rong Cheng couldn't help but want to tease her, so he asked, "Is the peach blossom cake delicious?"

Jiang Wanwan, who was a little nervous and afraid of being discovered, suddenly answered subconsciously: "It's delicious, soft and tasty, but I didn't eat enough."

Rong Cheng couldn't help shaking his head and chuckled: "Really? Then do you still want to eat?"

Jiang Wanwan didn't react until she heard Rong Cheng's laughter. She raised her head nervously and her face turned pale: "Prime Minister, I..."

Jiang Wanwan wanted to beg for mercy, but she didn't expect that there was no anger on Rong Cheng's face.

Instead, there was a faint smile on his lips, and he wiped the corners of her mouth with a handkerchief.

"Remember to wipe your mouth clean next time you eat something secretly."

Jiang Wanwan had a bewildered look on her face. She could only feel the handkerchief brushing lightly against her mouth. She reacted but she didn't dare and didn't want to dodge.

In the past, she was the only one who served others, and this was the first time someone wiped Jiang Wanwan's mouth.

What's more, the Taoist who wiped her mouth was the most honorable prime minister in the palace. Jiang Wanwan felt an unreal sense of floating in her heart and naturally didn't want to hide.

Only when Jiang Wanwan's lips were rubbed pink did Rong Cheng stop with a dark look in his eyes.

He handed the plate of peach blossom cake to her and said, "You said you didn't have enough, so why don't you eat these too?"

"Thank you... Prime Minister." Jiang Wanwan didn't think of refusing. After all, she couldn't eat the cakes with her status.

I was caught cheating for the first time, but I haven't been punished yet.

Now that she could eat openly, Jiang Wanwan didn't want to refuse.

He glanced at Rongcheng and picked up the peach blossom cake and started eating.

But as she was eating, she started to become absent-minded and her eyes couldn't help but look at Rong Cheng's face.

Although Rong Cheng already held a high position, he was only in his thirties, and he had no concubines in the courtyard except his wife Rong.

Even the only offspring he had was the eldest daughter, Rong Yuling.

What's more, Rongcheng has a gentle face, is very handsome, and has an elegant and easy-going temperament.

So after Jiang Wanwan guessed that the old lady often asked them to send gifts, she did not feel disgusted.

However, Jiang Wanwan's ambition was not limited to being a concubine, but she was wasted by Madam Rong, so she never took any action.

But now, she really doesn't want to do the job of serving others, it seems that she has to...

Rong Cheng, who had been watching Jiang Wanwan's movements, looked at her pink lips as she ate, and couldn't help asking, "Is it really that delicious?"

Jiang Wanwan saw his intention from his burning eyes.

Now that she had made the decision, Jiang Wanwan naturally began to act.

She unabashedly handed the half-eaten cake in her hand to Rong Cheng's mouth and curved her eyes: "My Lord, would you like to try it?"

Faced with Jiang Wanwan's invitation, Rong Cheng found it difficult to refuse, so he simply lowered his head and took a bite of the pastry that was slightly wet with her saliva.

He swallowed it without chewing it carefully, and then his eyes were fixed on Jiang Wanwan's pink lips which were covered with pastry crumbs.

"The pastries are indeed delicious, but I would like to try something sweeter."

Jiang Wanwan naturally understood what Rong Cheng meant. She glanced at Rong Cheng with her peach blossom eyes and even opened her mouth, revealing the pink and tender tip of her tongue with a glaring temptation.

"Then come and try it."

Rong Cheng naturally wouldn't bear it. He reached out and grabbed Jiang Wanwan by the waist, holding her in his arms and kissing her. He couldn't help but caress her body with his hands.

Jiang Wanwan twisted her graceful body, her outer clothes becoming loose and hanging on her shoulders: "Prime Minister, please don't do this..."

She said this in a tender voice, but did not push Rong Cheng away. Instead, she let him lay her down on the table.

The gushing breath hit Jiang Wanwan's face, and her fair neck was imprinted with plum blossom marks.

The belt was untied and fell to the ground, and the door of the study was closed from the outside when the two were hugging each other.