"It's late. Please get some rest," the Eldest Prince said politely.
Lady Ghost, Ye Qingtang, and Ming Gu all returned to their rooms to rest.
Ye Qingtang had had a relaxing day. Anyway, she was supposed to be just an Elder, so Lady Ghost had taken care of everything.
"Ah Yao, can I come in?" Ming Gu had secretly crept outside Ye Qingtang's room door, and now, he poked his head through the doorway and looked pitifully at Ye Qingtang.
Ye Qingtang looked at the exquisite little face. She was hard-pressed to reconcile this innocent face with the murderous god of killing in the main hall. She nodded, and Ming Gu immediately flew to her side.
"Ah Yao, that smelly grub was so insulting. Why didn't you let me kill her?" Ming Gu squatted next to Ye Qingtang, his small hands on Ye Qingtang's knee. He rested his small chin between his little hands, his large, black eyes filled with bewilderment.
Ye Qingtang chuckled but felt helpless.
