Hua Yichao, however, truly wasn't thinking anything improper; he was simply deep in thought.
The wine hadn't just soaked her back; her front must be drenched as well. If he called for someone to help her up, she would certainly be exposed. Yet, if he took off his outer robe to cover her, he would be unable to hide the embarrassing, wine-soaked patch on his own trousers.
Pausing for a moment, Hua Yichao raised his hand to summon a servant and instructed him in a calm, composed voice, "Go, fetch a large towel."
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