Because of Anhao's sudden nervousness, Zuo Hancheng's instinctive tightening almost ended the feast of love that was just about to reach his lips. He resisted the urge to kiss her as if he was punishing and rewarding her.
The kiss was so intense that Anhao couldn't make a sound at all. She even felt the tip of his tongue almost scraping the deepest part of her throat.
"Mrs. Zuo, I've already delivered the message you asked me to pass to Old Madam. Old Madam said that she's used to being in the ancestral hall. The quarrel with Old Master in the dining room previously made her depressed, so she needs to stay in the ancestral hall for a few more days to gradually calm herself down. If Mrs. Zuo wants to see her, you can go to the ancestral hall to see her tomorrow."
The servant's voice came from outside the door. Anhao could barely hear it, but she could barely understand it.
The old madam wanted him to go to the ancestral hall to look for her.
