"Damn, did I just transmigrate?!" Huang Ye stared blankly at the beams above his head.

The red beams indicated he was inside an ancient building.

What kind of place was this? The bed was clearly an ancient style.

The bed was huge, and he was currently lying flat on it.

Suddenly, a flood of information poured into his mind. This was the usual step; transmigrators always received the original owner's memories.

Looking at the information, Huang Ye almost cried. Damn it, did I transmigrate into a book with no words?!

The original owner was a fool, with very little information recorded. The only things that matched were the name and the title "Young Master."

The rest was a chaotic mess, with random words popping up that made no sense.

The only thing he could be sure of was that he had indeed transmigrated.

Heaven, are you playing with me? Transmigrating into a fool's body to suffer?

"System! System!" Huang Ye silently called out in his heart.

An empty echo reverberated in his mind, with nothing there!

Damn it, how cruel, not even giving me a chance?!

Creak! The sound of the door opening reached his ears, and Huang Ye instinctively closed his eyes.

Wait! That's not right, my eyes are clearly closed, so why can I still see people?

A delicate silhouette of a young girl appeared in the room. She closed the door behind her and tiptoed towards the bed.

The girl was dressed in a pale yellow gauzy outfit, her pretty face showing a hint of ferocity.

Damn, what is she holding? Huang Ye was stunned.

The girl was holding a gleaming dagger, and after pausing at the bedside, she raised it tremblingly.

She measured the position, and with a "swish," the dagger, glinting coldly, plunged down towards Huang Ye.

From the moment he saw the dagger in her hand, cold sweat broke out on Huang Ye's back. He wanted to sit up but found his body weak and powerless.

Seeing the dagger fall, he used all his strength to shift his body to the side.

Thud! The dagger stabbed into the quilt, and Huang Ye narrowly avoided the strike.

The girl was taken aback. How could this be? How could he move after consuming the Ten Fragrance Muscle Softening Powder?

Was the dosage not enough? No, she had to act quickly.

Wiping the sweat from her forehead, she raised the dagger again.

Swish! Again, aiming for the same spot.

Huang Ye once more used all his strength to dodge the fatal blow.

The girl stared blankly at Huang Ye. This fool's luck was too good, managing to dodge twice in a row.

As she raised the dagger for the third time, a voice came from outside, "Qing'er, why aren't you in the Young Master's room warming the bed?"

"Uncle Wu, after Yue'er and I served the Young Master his meal, my stomach felt uncomfortable, so I went to the restroom a few times. I didn't want to disturb the Young Master's sleep, so I planned to go back once I felt better."

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"Hurry up and go in, don't let the Young Master catch a chill!"

"Yes!"

The girl in yellow heard the conversation outside and quickly hid the dagger under the bed, then swiftly undressed.

Moments later, her soft body slipped into the bed.

Huang Ye watched her cautiously, only relaxing when he saw her put away the dagger.

The soft body beside him brought only a cold feeling. This female demon was likely Yue'er.

He had narrowly avoided her attacks twice.

How he managed to dodge, he wasn't sure.

His body was clearly weak, and during the first attack, he only thought to turn aside, unexpectedly dodging it.

During the second attack, a sudden burst of strength allowed him to dodge again.

And how could he see everything in the room with his eyes closed?

Could it be a superpower brought by transmigration?

This vicious woman wanted to make me a eunuch. Once I regain my strength, I won't let you off.

Creak! The door opened again.

A girl in purple slipped into the room. Although Huang Ye had his back to her, it didn't affect his vision.

The girl in purple was pure and lovely, with a delicate nose and cherry lips, bright eyes, and pearly teeth. Huang Ye gave her looks a solid 90 out of 100.

She had a hint of worry between her brows and was rubbing her stomach, seemingly having an upset stomach.

Huang Ye glanced coldly at the girl beside him, guessing it was the work of this female demon.

The girl in purple suddenly exclaimed, "Ah! Yue'er, why are you here?"

The girl on the bed pretended to wake up and turned to look at the girl in purple.

"Qing'er, you're here! I saw you kept going to the restroom and worried the Young Master would be alone and we'd get scolded, so I came to take your place for a while."

"You're so thoughtful. Uncle Wu just scolded me earlier."

"Since you're here, let's both accompany the Young Master. I'm afraid I might still feel unwell later."

"Qing'er, if your stomach is uncomfortable, why don't you go back first? We can take turns."

Huang Ye broke out in cold sweat again, wanting to tell Qing'er to stay.

Fortunately, Qing'er's next words eased his tension.

"It's fine, no need to switch. The bed is big enough. You stay inside, and I'll be outside. I'm feeling much better now."

"I like it when the Young Master holds me while sleeping. It's warm and comfortable."

"Qing'er, maybe I should go back first."

"Go back for what? It's much warmer sleeping here. You just got here, you'll get used to it."

What to do? Should she agree or not? She had hastily hidden the dagger under the bed.

If Qing'er found it, she'd surely report her, and then there'd be no way to explain.

This foolish Young Master held a place in Qing'er's heart higher than the heavens. She wouldn't let anyone harm him.

Unable to find a reason to make Qing'er leave, she had no choice but to stay and keep watch.

"Alright, I'll listen to you, sister."

Qing'er also began to undress. Yue'er's soft body rolled over Huang Ye, and the two couldn't avoid skin contact.

Even through the thin undergarments, Huang Ye could feel her body was cold, indicating she was also nervous.

Moments later, Qing'er's soft body also slipped into the bed.

This girl had a fiery figure, having stripped down to just her bellyband and underpants.

She seemed accustomed to this, pulling Huang Ye's hand to wrap around her as soon as she got into bed.

Her soft body pressed against Huang Ye, warm and cozy.

Damn, bold fairy, how can you be so unrestrained? Huang Ye's heart burned, his body heating up.

Luckily, the drug's effects were still there. The Ten Fragrance Muscle Softening Powder was no joke, easily turning someone into a weakling.

These ancient girls were so advanced!

Caught between cold and heat, it was truly an experience of ice and fire.

He couldn't focus on this now, constantly searching the original owner's memories.

Unfortunately, they were empty, with only fragmented words providing no useful information.

He had to analyze the situation based on reality.

Qing'er and Yue'er were likely the original owner's two maids, and this was a wealthy household.

Qing'er was the old maid, Yue'er the new one. Qing'er seemed to have a good relationship with the original owner.

Yue'er's presence might have been arranged by someone with ill intentions, wanting her to harm him.

But her two attacks both targeted his lower region.

Why did she want to cut that off? Did the original owner do something inappropriate to her?

Impossible, the original owner was a fool.

No, he didn't understand a fool's behavior. Could a fool have physiological reactions?

This couldn't be verified. If the fool had violated her, Yue'er might just want to cut it off, which was a possibility.

Another possibility was the common household drama in wealthy families. Forget it, no point in thinking about it now.

Regardless of the reason, he had to continue pretending to be a fool to uncover the female demon's true intentions.

Damn! Heaven, are you testing my deductive abilities?

This difficulty is way too high, the original owner's mind is a mess.

At this moment, Yue'er, with her back to Huang Ye, was also lost in thought. She had painstakingly arranged everything.

Determined to act, she hadn't expected to fail at the last moment.

Sigh! This foolish Young Master was still lucky. She should have just stabbed his chest, ending it quickly.

That thing of his merely touched her body, why bother cutting it off first!

In a daze, she too fell asleep.

The night passed without incident.

***

Early in the morning, Yue'er got up, quietly dressed, and left.

As the door closed, Huang Ye immediately opened his eyes, a sharp glint flashing in them.