"Yes... yes." Jiang Liang wiped his sweat.
He had been ordered from above that this man must be treated like a Buddha, not to be offended.
The few people who entered started to search the room cautiously.
Lu Hualiang's room was the biggest in the entire military camp, so the search took a bit longer.
He swept the room with an expressionless glance and suddenly felt a pain in his waist.
He laughed helplessly.
Such a restless little cat, always up to mischief.
Xia Weibao was hiding under the quilt, seething with frustration.
Luckily she was clever, and the moment those people pushed the door open, she lifted the comforter and dove under it.
Lu Hualiang cooperated as well, bending his legs to create a space for her as she crawled in.
But the space was too small, and she could only curl up in his arms, an incredibly suffocating experience.
Her Majesty the Empress never favored self-pity. She felt annoyed, so naturally, she would make sure Lu Hualiang felt the same.
