Who among the gangsters wants to fall in love?

Chapter 365: Forwarding the Letter at Night
It was noon, there was no rain, the sea was calm and the sky was blue. I rode a horse along the official road and looked towards the sea, where I could see that the water and the sky were one color.

The seagulls flew close to the ground along the beach, then soared straight up, like a paintless white pen appearing in the azure blue sky.

After they had galloped for nearly a hundred miles, they saw that Huating City was right before their eyes, and their slightly tense nerves finally relaxed.

There were quite a few people in the city, but Zhao Wumian saw Xiao Yuanmu standing outside the city at a glance. She was wrapped in a white cloak, and her delicate face was very eye-catching, attracting many passers-by to look at her sideways.

Even standing in a crowd, she was the most eye-catching one... There was a reason why the Jade Palace ranked her as the most beautiful woman during the Jingzheng period.

Guan Yunshu, who claimed that she was the most beautiful woman in the world, suddenly glanced at him sideways.

Zhao Wumian looked sideways in confusion, "What are you doing?"

"You look at her with such lustful eyes."

Zhao Wumian looked back silently, "You are such an indecent nun. How can you keep looking at men?"

Guan Yunshu's eyes narrowed, and he wanted to have a good talk with Zhao Wumian, but the men had already come close. Zhao Wumian did not dismount, but raised his arm, picked up Xiao Yuanmu and placed him in front of him, and asked with a smile:
"Why are you waiting outside the city?"

"I came here just because I wanted to." Xiao Yuanmu looked at Zhao Wumian boredly, "Are you injured?"

"You've consumed too much energy. You need to rest for a few days. This is a good time to relax." Zhao Wumian put his hand on Xiao Yuanmu's waist and supported her.

"Relax? Are you not going to continue looking for the Zhubei Alliance headquarters?" Xiao Yuanmu didn't care about Zhao Wumian's hand, but just asked curiously.

"The court has been searching for nearly half a month, and it's time for a letter. If we can't even handle this, what kind of rebels are we? We can just sit back and watch the world fall."

The headquarters of the Zhubei Alliance might be difficult to find, but with the clue of Yuan Lingang here, it is impossible for the court to gain nothing. Therefore, Zhao Wumian is not in a hurry. It is better to have a good rest for a while. Counting the days, Princess Xiangzhu will soon have a high fever.

He then asked, "Where are the princess and the master?"

"I went to the area near Zhichi Tianya early in the morning, hoping to find the Zhubei Alliance headquarters... I just came back not long ago."

Having said this, after all, they were outside and there were ears, so they didn't say anything more. After returning to the Tiangong Mansion, they led the horse to the backyard, and the maids took the reins and took the horse to the stable.

Mu Lier came forward and looked them up and down, "Are you injured?"

Zhao Wumian smiled, "How can I be hurt by defeating a defeated enemy? The nun heard the clues about the Sheath of the World-Secluded, so the Taoist Guiyuan kept chasing her. Now I have found an opportunity to kill him, but we were not in good condition, so we ran away without fighting with Guiyi."

"Kill Gui Yuan?" Mu Li'er was slightly surprised, but she couldn't help but smile. She took a few steps forward, raised her hand to untie Zhao Wumian's cloak, and said:

"Fortunately, I didn't fight with Guiyi. Even though I just broke through to the top of the martial arts world and was on the rise, I didn't have the confidence to win. He has his own abilities to be the leader in the righteous martial arts world."

"We haven't even started fighting yet, how can you say such discouraging words?" Zhao Wumian opened his arms and let Mu Lier take off the blood-stained cloak, with a hint of dissatisfaction in his voice.

Mu Lier folded the cloak on her forearm and looked Zhao Wumian up and down to see if he was injured. She said:

"Whether or not I can defeat Guiyi is not important, but you haven't fully recovered yet, so you can't act like a coward."

Looking at Mu Lier's gentle and affectionate expression and her pink lips shaped like petals, Zhao Wumian couldn't help but pursed his lips, wanting to give her a kiss.

Mu Lier's expression did not change. She just turned around and walked away with her cloak on. She looked extremely cold and aloof. "Come with me, Master. Xiangzhu's health is getting worse day by day, otherwise she would have come out to greet you long ago..."

The others glanced at the master and disciple and did not follow them. Last night, they were outside, alert at all times, riding horses for half a day, and concentrating their minds. Now that they are back, their minds are relaxed, and it is impossible not to be tired. They just want to take a fragrant hot bath and rest quickly.

Guan Yunshu was especially worried. She was running for her life and was injured. Her body was covered in sweat and blood. If she delayed for a few more days, she would probably become a nun.

The two of them stepped onto the corridor. The hydrangeas planted in the yard swayed gently in the wind, and the petals floated into the corridor. When they stepped on them, they felt slightly soft.

Zhao Wumian walked behind Mu Lier, his eyes involuntarily moving downwards. Her perky buttocks swayed left and right under her white skirt as she walked, giving a very wrapped feeling.

Zhao Wumian ran around like cattle and horses, but he suddenly felt that cattle and horses seemed not bad... at least they could plow the fields.

Unfortunately, there was no wall in the corridor, so the maids coming and going in the courtyard could see clearly what the two were doing, until they pushed the door and walked into Luo Xiangzhu's room.

Zhao Wumian was a little disappointed. With Princess Xiangzhu still there, it would be difficult to do anything. But when he entered the room, he saw that the curtains were drawn on the couch, and the sound of even breathing could be heard from inside. There was also calming incense lit on the bedside table.

Mu Lier looked back, put her finger in front of her pink lips, and whispered: "Xiangzhu is weak, she went out with the master this morning, came back and slept after dinner, don't shout..."

Before he finished speaking, Zhao Wumian raised his hands and hugged Mu Lier's slender waist, but in less than a second, he moved his hands down, sinking deep into the field.

Mu Li'er twisted her body with a little resistance, but did not put up much resistance. She saw Zhao Wumian lower his head and took her finger that was erected in front of his lips into his mouth.

"Well……"

Mu Lier's fingers and pink lips were both held in the mouth, and she felt a little embarrassed, but then she thought that there was no one else in the room except Luo Xiangzhu who was sleeping, so she relaxed a lot.

Anyway, with their martial arts skills, even if Luo Xiangzhu suddenly woke up, they would be able to react in time and press her sleeping points.

But don't wait for Luo Xiangzhu to wake up, just press the sleeping point directly... Thinking of this, Mu Lier pointed in the air, and the energy came out. The curtain seemed to be blown by the breeze, slightly opened, and soon closed again due to gravity.

Luo Xiangzhu's even breathing did not change, and it even became more stable and comfortable.

After doing all this, Mu Lier closed her beautiful eyes and raised her head slightly.

But she never expected that after just a few seconds of kissing, this guy pulled the belt of her white skirt with his hands, causing Mu Lier to suddenly raise her eyes and whisper something fierce.

"It's okay to just kiss... This is Xiangzhu's boudoir!"

"I just returned to Huating the day before yesterday, and I haven't had the chance to be alone with Master..." Zhao Wumian's breathing was a little heavy, and every time the hot air he exhaled hit Mu Li'er's face, her body softened a little.

This was true for Zhao Wumian, and of course Mu Lier was no exception. Having said this, she pursed her pink lips, and with a "click", she took the initiative to press Zhao Wumian onto the table.

There was half a meal on the table. It was not very rich, with one dish, one soup, and a bowl of rice. Luo Xiangzhu obviously felt tired after eating half of it, so she put it aside for the time being. Although she was the daughter of a prince, she had no habit of extravagance and planned to heat up the meal after waking up.

Zhao Wumian raised his hand to push the food aside, but saw Mu Lier put her hands into her long skirt and rummaged around carefully. The skirt was not taken off, but her thin pants had slipped to the ground and were kicked away by her casual foot.

Zhao Wumian lowered his eyes and saw a pair of snow-white and smooth legs under the skirt, wearing only white stockings. Soon after, the long skirt was lowered by Mu Lier to cover her ankles. Zhao Wumian was a little disappointed that he lost the feast for his eyes. But then Mu Lier climbed onto the table and sat on his legs.

Zhao Wumian was slightly startled, but Mu Lier was in Luo Xiangzhu's boudoir, so she was not at ease. She reached under her skirt and changed the subject, asking in a low voice:

"Then the nun went out and took such a big risk, but did she know the exact location of the Healing Sheath?"

"At that time, the Sheath had already been found by Guiyi and Guiyuan, but was intercepted by the Lord of the Jade Palace. After fighting for half the night, Mo Jingxue showed up again, and the Lord of the Jade Palace fled. Now, no one knows who has the Sheath...

...I plan to go to Zhichi Tianya in the next few days to take a look. According to Taoist Guiyi, he has a deep understanding of Zhubei League and his ancestors seem to be from Zhubei League as well. "

Mu Lier took her bare hands back from under her skirt, and pressed them on Zhao Wumian's chest. She bit her lips lightly, then twisted her slender waist back and forth before stammering:
"If the Lord of the Jade Palace really did steal the Sheath, he would have to hide his tracks and keep a low profile during this period... Even if you go to the Jade Palace, I'm afraid you won't get anything."

"Master Guiyi is now determined to fight me to the end, but the Palace Master has the Wu Kui plaque, so he is considered half a lackey of the imperial court... I will visit the Jade Palace, and he will have to give Marquis Wei Ming face no matter what. He must come out to meet me."

Zhao Wumian lay on the table, his eyes narrowed in comfort.

Seeing Zhao Wumian so comfortable, Mu Lier gradually relaxed her movements and asked again with a blushing face:

"Everyone knows that you are determined to take the Hekko Scabbard on behalf of the court. Now it is a hot potato. Whoever touches it will die. But if the Jade Palace really takes it, it is obvious that they will not hand it over honestly... Hmm..."

Zhao Wumian held Mu Lier's slender waist with both hands, "I just need to hand it over to Master honestly..."

Mu Lier's beautiful eyes were filled with a charming light as she glared at Zhao Wumian. Now she couldn't even speak, so she just turned her head to look in the direction of Luo Xiangzhu. Seeing that she showed no signs of waking up, she withdrew her gaze and pursed her pink lips.

……

Luo Xiangzhu's body was too soft, and Mu Lier didn't dare to press too hard on her acupoints, so she could vaguely hear some strange noises in her sleep.

At first there was a "pop" sound, as if someone had blown a big bubble in her room and then popped it... After a while, there was a subtle "gurgle" sound, like peeing.

Luo Xiangzhu couldn't help but frown. When her consciousness gradually regained, she opened her eyes and looked sideways. There was a figure behind the curtain...

Luo Xiangzhu was startled and sobered up. She pulled up the thin quilt and sat up. She saw that the curtain was opened a little. Zhao Wumian was standing by the bed with his clothes neatly distributed, looking at her sideways.

"You slept until the evening."

Luo Xiangzhu felt relieved when she saw that it was Zhao Wumian, but then her eyes became even more confused. She puffed up her cheeks, blew air slowly, and then opened her pink lips and made a cute nasal sound of "pa".

Were you blowing bubbles in my room?
Zhao Wumian was stunned for a moment, then shook his head and put his hand on her forehead, "Are you dreaming? Do you have a high fever now?"

Luo Xiangzhu's face turned slightly red, and it was unclear whether it was because of shyness or because of the fever.

Zhao Wumian took back his hand, "It's a little hot..."

Click————

Outside the curtain, there was the sound of a window opening for ventilation. Luo Xiangzhu leaned back to avoid Zhao Wumian's hand on her forehead and looked outside as if she had been pardoned. Mu Lier, in her neatly arranged white dress, opened the window and lit a few more incense sticks into the incense burner.

The sun shines on the incense burner and produces purple smoke.

Mu Lier came closer holding the incense burner and asked:

"Are you awake... hungry?"

Luo Xiangzhu noticed that Mu Lier's face was a little flushed for some reason, and thought it was because of the hot summer weather, so he didn't pay much attention to it. He nodded slightly, got up from the bed, put on his embroidered shoes, walked to the table, looked at the half-eaten meal, and was suddenly stunned.

One dish and one soup... She remembered that she had drunk half of the soup before going to bed, but now it seemed that there was still more... It was almost overflowing from the casserole.

Mu Lier's heart skipped a beat. She put down the incense burner and hurried forward to pick up the food. "What's left is left. Just feed it to the dog. I'll ask the kitchen to make some more for you."

After saying that, Mu Lier left in a hurry. As she walked, she carried a scent mixed with a soothing fragrance and an inexplicable smell on her body.

Luo Xiangzhu was even more confused. She always felt that Mu Lier was acting strange today. But as soon as Mu Lier left, she and Zhao Wumian were the only ones left in the room.

Luo Xiangzhu couldn't help but recall the scene where Zhao Wumian carried her on his back. Her pretty face suddenly turned red. She quickly stepped onto the couch, pulled up the quilt to wrap herself up, and was extremely wary of Zhao Wumian.

Zhao Wumian looked at her like this, pondered for a few seconds, then walked closer and said, "Master has mentioned your marriage to me these days. I think we should talk about it..."

Before he finished speaking, Luo Xiangzhu suddenly shrank into the quilt, covering his head, as if saying, "You can say whatever you want, and I won't listen."

Zhao Wumian knew that Luo Xiangzhu was shy, so she would definitely not discuss this matter with Zhao Wumian. At most, she would let Mu Lier act as a messenger between the two of them...

Even if she really had feelings for him, she would not tell the truth. She would just be half-hearted and wait for Zhao Wumian to come and propose... a typical lady from a noble family.

She was cute indeed, but Zhao Wumian was a man of the world, and he certainly wouldn't fight with Luo Xiangzhu. Seeing that Luo Xiangzhu had shrunk into the quilt, he sat on the edge of the bed and gently patted her back through the quilt.

"To be honest, I have some feelings for the princess..."

Luo Xiangzhu in the quilt trembled visibly, then her beautiful eyes popped out from under the quilt and stared at him.

Flirtatious! Lecher! Bad love affair! Pah!

The meaning is very fierce, but unfortunately the eyes are too gentle. To be honest, it only makes people feel excited.

Zhao Wumian smiled, but saw that the mute princess quickly took out the booklet beside her, pulled it into the quilt, and then covered her head with the quilt. From inside, there was a rustling sound of charcoal writing, and then a tearing sound, and a piece of paper was pinched by the white and tender little hands and poked out of the quilt.

Zhao Wumian took the note and his fingers touched Luo Xiangzhu's palm. She shuddered again and quickly put her hand back into the quilt.

The note read, "It's your parents' order and your matchmaker's words. Go find your master."

Zhao Wumian looked at the slightly sloppy handwriting on the note and smiled again, "If you don't want to, but the master is willing, then will the princess marry or not?"

The sound of writing was heard from under the quilt again, and a note was stretched out.

This time it said "Not Marrying".

"Since you don't want to, what's the point of me going to talk to Master about this?"

What this means is, since Luo Xiangzhu asked him to find Mu Lier, does that imply that she is willing to marry him?
Luo Xiangzhu was a little confused by Zhao Wumian, so she simply wrote the words "go away" and threw out the quilt.

Zhao Wumian took the floating note and couldn't help laughing a few times. He stood up and left quickly without asking any more questions, closing the door.

After all, Luo Xiangzhu was not the empress dowager. A woman like her who had been educated by a vassal king since childhood would probably avoid such topics about men and women like the plague and would not dare to talk about them directly.

It was obviously inappropriate to push her too hard.

After Zhao Wumian left, Luo Xiangzhu poked her head out from under the quilt and looked outside the couch. Seeing that Zhao Wumian had actually left like that, she frowned slightly and began to wonder if her tone was too harsh.

How can I let him go away?
The mute princess thought she should write a text message to Zhao Wumian, telling him that it’s not that she doesn’t want to talk to him, but she is just ashamed to talk about it, and he shouldn’t think too much about it...but she didn’t have time to write the text message.

When Mu Lier brought the fresh food into the room, Luo Xiangzhu was already running a high fever and almost fainted on the couch...

……

Luo Xiangzhu would have a high fever every June. Mu Lier was no longer surprised by this, but she still felt a pang in her heart and hurriedly called Xiao Lengyue.

Xiao Lengyue sat beside the couch and took the pulse. The other girls also gathered in the room, holding their breath and concentrating.

Xiao Lengyue withdrew his hand after a moment and shook his head, saying: "It's nothing serious. Thanks to Wumian, the pressure on the little princess is much less now. But it's still inevitable that she will have a high fever and fall into a coma. It's best to have someone to look after her at all times..."

As he spoke, Xiao Lengyue looked at Zhao Wumian, "Are you feeling unwell?"

"It's just that my body feels a little hot." Zhao Wumian pondered for a moment and shook his head slightly.

"The princess is too weak, and the crimson jade has almost taken root in her body. You are strong, and you just had the green jade pendant enter your body not long ago, so it is normal that your reaction is milder than the princess's. But over the years, it will be sooner or later that you will have a high fever like the princess."

Zhao Wumian smiled confidently, "No need to wait for years... I will find the wrong Jin Boshan furnace during this time."

"That's better." Xiao Lengyue also smiled, "Let's all go away. If we gather together in such a hot day, the little princess will be suffocated to death."

Late at night, with a yellow light on in the room, Zhao Wumian was sitting at the table, casually cross-legged, with a bowl of rice in his hand and a big chicken drumstick on top of it.

While eating his midnight snack, he lit a lamp and looked at the Donghai Island Chronicles he had found.

Luo Xiangzhu was sleeping on the couch with the curtains drawn lightly.

Zhao Wumian always felt that it was obviously inappropriate to involve Luo Xiangzhu, who had no martial arts skills, in such underworld affairs, because he often stayed by her side to express his apology, and he did the same with Zeng Lengyue.

Mu Lier was actually relieved to let Zhao Wumian and Luo Xiangzhu stay in the same room alone, and she was not afraid that he would do something to Luo Xiangzhu... No, Mu Lier was probably hoping that something would happen between them.

But Zhao Wumian certainly would not take advantage of someone’s misfortune, otherwise he would have jumped into the water with his gun when Mu Lier was infected with the cold poison. Why would he have waited until Emei?
rustle----

The room was silent. Apart from the two people's even breathing, the only sound was Zhao Wumian flipping through the pages of a book.

The headquarters of the Zhubei Alliance is on a certain island. It would be correct for me to know more about the surrounding archipelagos.

After an unknown amount of time, there were some slight noises coming from the bed. Zhao Wumian quickly put down his bowl and sat down on the couch. He saw Luo Xiangzhu who had been unconscious. Her beautiful eyes had opened a little, but they were still lifeless. It was obvious that she was still conscious.

But as soon as she opened her eyes, she saw Zhao Wumian's face, and there was a slight movement in her eyes. She was obviously thinking of Zeng Lengyue at that time. It seemed that Zhao Wumian also took care of her often.

She pursed her pink lips, as if she wanted to say something, but as a little mute, she couldn't utter a word.

Zhao Wumian held her little hand and placed it in his palm, saying: "It's the same if you write on my palm... But do you want to eat or drink something?"

Luo Xiangzhu moved her slender fingers and really wrote on Zhao Wumian's palm. She wrote:

Don't go.

Zhao Wumian was stunned for a moment, then laughed, "How could I leave? What do you mean?"

Luo Xiangzhu closed her beautiful eyes, perhaps because she thought Zhao Wumian was stupid, or perhaps she simply fainted due to the high fever.

Zhao Wumian glanced at her pretty face which was a little red due to the high fever, pondered for a few seconds, then lifted Luo Xiangzhu's little hand and kissed the back of her hand again.

Luo Xiangzhu's little hands were soft and very hot.

Luo Xiangzhu suddenly widened her eyes and looked at him in disbelief.

"I feel refreshed all of a sudden." Zhao Wumian said with a smile.

Luo Xiangzhu withdrew her hand, turned over, turned her back to Zhao Wumian... and ignored him.

But after a few minutes, her stomach started to growl again. Luo Xiangzhu's delicate body shrank, as if she felt embarrassed.

"It turns out that he woke up from hunger."

Zhao Wumian stood up and opened the door, asking the maid standing outside to go to the kitchen to bring some food. After a while, Zhao Wumian walked to the side of the couch with a wooden tray and sat down, put the tray on the table, and pushed Luo Xiangzhu's slender shoulders.

"Still awake?"

Luo Xiangzhu felt her stomach growling, which was very embarrassing. She was a little embarrassed to look back at him, but she was really hungry, so she moved her fingers.

Zhao Wumian held her hand again, and the mute princess wrote on his palm with her fingertips: "Go away."

Luo Xiangzhu felt that although his head was dizzy, he had no problem eating alone.

"The princess just told me not to leave, and now she wants me to leave again?"

Luo Xiangzhu let out a nasal "hmm" sound from her lips. Because she was too weak, the voice was very soft and sounded like she was acting coquettish.

It was obviously impossible for Zhao Wumian to let Luo Xiangzhu eat alone, so he put his arm around her shoulders, helped her up, and leaned her against his shoulder.

Luo Xiangzhu's pretty face turned even redder, and her body felt very hot, but at this moment she didn't even have the strength to push away, and could only make another nasal "hmm" sound.

let me go.

"You don't even have the strength to push me, how can you eat by yourself?" Zhao Wumian picked up the white porridge, took a bite with a spoon, and handed it to Luo Xiangzhu's pink lips.

"You've made progress this time. Last time at Zeng Lengyue, you fell into a coma for several days and could only be fed liquid food. Now you can wake up and eat... Come on, have some porridge to stimulate your appetite."

That’s it for now, let’s eat first.

Luo Xiangzhu's pink lips were slightly open, like a hungry baby. As soon as she touched the soup spoon, her whole body trembled.

So hot!

Zhao Wumian had no experience in serving people, so he quickly apologized and blew on it before handing it to Luo Xiangzhu's mouth.

Luo Xiangzhu moved forward hesitantly, drank a mouthful of porridge, and pursed her lips.

I feel that the white porridge tastes too bland and is not appetizing at all.

Zhao Wumian didn't know what he meant, so he served another spoonful of porridge. Luo Xiangzhu could only move forward. After drinking a few sips, she turned her little face away.

No more porridge.

She bit her lips lightly with her pearly teeth. With such a close distance, Zhao Wumian could still hear some crisp "crunching" sounds coming from her lips.

Can I have some solid food?
"You've fainted from a high fever, yet you still want to eat hard food..." Zhao Wumian found it funny. He picked up a piece of braised fish with chopsticks, carefully removed the fish bones with chopsticks, and fed it to her.

The mute princess thought the fish was delicious and ate half of it in one go. Then her pink lips pouted again, looking so bright and tempting that Zhao Wumian wanted to kiss her.

But the truth was that she had been eating fish and was thirsty.

Zhao Wumian picked up the porridge again.

The dumb princess turned her face away... She didn't want to drink the porridge, it was too light and not tasty at all.

"So you like to eat something with a strong flavor. Should I pickle some radishes and cucumbers for you?"

Luo Xiangzhu did not answer, nor did she have the energy to answer.

Zhao Wumian glanced at the dinner plate. Considering Princess Xiangzhu's health, the food they sent was light and there was nothing delicious to drink...

He untied the wine gourd from his waist and said, "Would you like to try the Tinglan wine brewed in my hometown?"

Luo Xiangzhu didn't reply, so Zhao Wumian opened the wine gourd and put it to Luo Xiangzhu's lips, "You have a high fever now, so you shouldn't drink... This is my special drink for you, don't tell the master, or I'll scold you."

Luo Xiangzhu's head was dizzy and she didn't care about what Zhao Wumian said. After smelling the locust flower fragrance of Tinglan wine, she put her mouth on the gourd with a "pop" sound... She even forgot that this was Zhao Wumian's wine gourd, and the two of them were kissing indirectly.

Zhao Wumian slowly lifted the wine gourd.

Gurgle gurgle————

Luo Xiangzhu must have had a dry mouth due to the high fever, so he drank three liang of wine in one breath, then moved the wine gourd away. There was another "pop" sound, and there was a thin crystal line on the mouth of the gourd.

"You have a good alcohol tolerance." Zhao Wumian praised and took another mouthful of rice.

Open your pink lips, eat a mouthful of rice, then pick up a piece of fish, and finally take a sip of wine.

Soon, Princess Xiangzhu's face turned redder, and she was obviously a little drunk.

But she was already dizzy, so it didn't really matter whether she was drunk or not.

Instead, it made her relax a lot. She arched her back in Zhao Wumian's arms, adjusted herself into a comfortable position, and even kicked away the quilt. Her nightgown only reached her thighs, and suddenly two snow-white and delicate long legs were exposed.

I already have a fever and I’m still covering myself with a blanket. It’s so hot!

Zhao Wumian took a look, his heart moved slightly, then he looked away, raised his hand to pull her skirt down, and then continued to feed Princess Xiangzhu.

They finished eating quickly...the white porridge that she didn't like was all drunk by Zhao Wumian.

Then Zhao Wumian put her back on the couch and covered her with a quilt. "Now that you're full, do you want to go to the bathroom? I'll ask the maid to take you there."

Luo Xiangzhu did not answer... Her beautiful eyes were slightly closed, her breathing was even, and she had fallen asleep.

Zhao Wumian looked at her eyelashes as thin as a cicada's wing, and couldn't help but lift up her little hand again and kissed the back of her hand before he drew the curtain and blew out the yellow light.

The room fell silent, except for Luo Xiangzhu's face, which was getting redder and redder.

I can't tell if it's the high fever, or the shame, or the alcohol...

(End of this chapter)