The moon was dark and the wind was high. All was silent around.
However, Room No. 1 in the black market was a stark contrast to the gloomy night outside.
Lin Qiao was almost exhausted and on the verge of collapse. She was so groggy that she just wanted to fall asleep. Meanwhile, Luo Nanchen, who was injured but had engaged in strenuous activities, was full of energy and high - spirited. After carrying Lin Qiao, whose eyes were barely open, to take a bath, he got back into the quilt with her.
As soon as she got back under the quilt, Lin Qiao felt as if she had returned to her mother's embrace. She was extremely comfortable and soon fell into a deep sleep.
Luo Nanchen kissed Lin Qiao's forehead. Lin Qiao was completely unaware in her dream. She even smacked her lips cutely, turned over and continued to sleep.
He smiled, put on his clothes, and slipped out of the door.
In the small bamboo forest outside the Drunken Fairy Mansion, Li Gusong was standing there with his hands behind his back. His tall and straight figure now seemed a bit desolate.
Luo Nanchen coughed, "How's it going?"
Li Gusong snapped back to reality and turned around. "Your Highness, the Xie family in the East Market has been raided by the prefectural government. The forces of En Dian and Cheng Julin have also been completely wiped out. The remaining followers of Meng Erliu... have also been captured."
"Leave that remaining follower to you to deal with," Luo Nanchen said, nodding in understanding. "Lock up the rest in the black - market dungeon first."
The remaining follower Luo Nanchen referred to was naturally Qu Yinghan, whom Li Gusong thought had been captured but actually defected on her own and tried to kill him.
Li Gusong had been through so much stimulation recently. Even someone as thick - skinned as Luo Nanchen felt a bit sorry for constantly assigning tasks to him.
He could only leave Qu Yinghan to Li Gusong to handle as a bit of consolation.
"Yes," Li Gusong was a bit dazed. He forced his mind back to business. "Madam disappeared for no apparent reason because of the silk pouches that Xie Kuihai distributed to everyone before departure. Inside were the Mingqiao Ghost Arts left by the hermit Wuyi Zhenren, which could transfer a person without being noticed. The subordinates of... Meng Erliu also left in this way."
Although Luo Nanchen's group didn't wear the silk pouches prepared by Xie Kuihai before departure, there was a silly but enthusiastic Yang Haoyu. He gave a silk pouch to Lin Qiao.
As for Qu Yinghan, she should have been wearing it from the very beginning and never taken it off.
Luo Nanchen nodded, "Go on."
Li Gusong said, "Meng Erliu has also been interrogated. He always says some nonsense. I don't quite understand. He is now locked in the Tian - type cell. Does Your Majesty want to go and take a look in person?"
Luo Nanchen sneered, "Of course. How could I let Meng Erliu's painstaking efforts go to waste?"
Room No. 1 in the Drunken Fairy Mansion and the Tian - type cell in the black market were worlds apart.
Although they were both of the Tian - type.
It meant they both had the top - level treatment, but one was heaven and the other was hell.
...
When Lin Qiao woke up, the sun was shining brightly outside the window. The bright sunlight was peeping into the room through the window.
The bright light shone through the gaps in the window, on the corner of the table, and on the ground. Everywhere it touched seemed to glow.
Lin Qiao opened her eyes groggily. What came into view was a row of white, not - so - tender "white chocolate blocks", one after another, looking very solid.
She tried to count them... but her mind was still fuzzy in the morning and she couldn't count clearly.
Anyway, it was a pleasing sight.
Looking up further, there were the solid pectoral muscles, the slender collarbone, the prominent Adam's apple, and Luo Nanchen's extremely distinct jawline.
Every time Luo Nanchen spoke, Lin Qiao would either stare at his Adam's apple or his jawline.
A long time ago... not really that long, but it was still in the palace at that time. Lin Qiao was having her period and her stomach hurt a bit. Luo Nanchen had been sitting beside the bed accompanying her.
At that time, Lin Qiao was just a simple face - obsessed person who was infatuated with Luo Nanchen.
At that moment, Luo Nanchen was sitting beside her, constantly trying to find topics to distract Lin Qiao so that she wouldn't keep thinking about the stomachache.
Lin Qiao had been staring at Luo Nanchen's jawline.
She was lying down while Luo Nanchen was sitting, so the angle was particularly clear.
The firm and resolute, square jawline was full of strength.
For Lin Qiao, a face - obsessed person, it was a huge obstacle to resist Luo Nanchen. In the end, she pretended to be asleep to get through this great temptation.
Although, during the process of pretending to be asleep, her mind was full of Luo Nanchen from that angle.
OMG...
At that time, Lin Qiao didn't know that Luo Nanchen had secretly made a life - and - death bond with her. Now that she thought about it, actually, when her stomach hurt, Luo Nanchen must have suffered the same pain...
Lin Qiao woke up a bit more, leaned over and kissed Luo Nanchen, "Good morning."
She did it smoothly, out of habit.
The only difference was that Lin Qiao wasn't wearing any clothes today.
When she leaned over, suddenly without the cover of the quilt, a cold wind blew and Lin Qiao shivered.