"Will you be joining the bath, Madam Yue?" Hien questioned holding the wooden tray with soap.
'Oh,' he thinned his lips.
The last time they bathe together…
'Wang Li had kissed my palm and… his body was-' stopping himself, he shook his head.
"I will be in the study waiting for him," even though he really wanted to see that god-like body, "I will have tea prepared there."
Hein nodded and walked toward the bath where she would join the Ghost King… naked… in the water… together. Blanking his face, Ying Yue tried to not let that thought affect him. Bidding farewell to Yun and bringing the tea tray from a reluctant Shen, he placed it on the floor table he had been occupying as of late. Moving to stand at the entrance, he stared at the blossoming plum tree before him.
'I wonder,' he found himself thinking, 'If the other areas have plum trees like here?'
