Li Xianyun sat in front of the dressing table and spoke to the outside, "Youlan, Zhuo Ma."
On hearing this, the two of them, holding items for washing up, pushed the door and entered.
As soon as they entered, Li Xianyun turned around to look at them, pouting, and said, "Do you think my lips are swollen?"
Zhuo Ma and Youlan's faces turned red upon hearing this.
Especially Youlan, even her neck was flushed.
Seeing this, Li Xianyun was stunned, with a bad premonition in her heart.
Could it be that she had taken advantage of Yelu Yan in her daze again?
Li Xianyun nervously swallowed, and tentatively asked, "Did I do something... not so good to the Khan last night?"
Judging from the shy expressions of the two, it was probably true.
But she wanted to confirm it once more.
Li Xianyun couldn't help but feel annoyed internally:
She should never have slept in front of Yelu Yan; every time she fell asleep, her flirtatious nature would reveal itself.