Wu Ju smiled. "It's getting late."
Xia Hongming looked at Liu Sanniang. "Master Wu Ju is right. It's getting late. I won't disturb Miss Liu's rest."
Liu Sanniang said, "Take care, Third Prince."
Xia Hongming looked at the crystal clear immortal meat on the ground and instructed indignantly. "Let's go back!"
Xia Hongming left with his men. The guard with a mutilated hand walked to Wu Ju's side and asked for help. Wu Ju reached out and grabbed his hand. The guard's hand healed instantly.
Liu Sanniang picked up the cloth to wrap the meat up. Chu Yan closed the door and watched her put the meat away before getting some water to wash her hands.
When Liu Sanniang was about to return to her room, Chu Yan grabbed her hand and pinched it gently.
Liu Sanniang blushed. "Chu Yan, it's time to rest."
Chu Yan looked at her face, his eyes as dark as ink. "Yes, I know."
He knew it was time to rest, but he just couldn't wait anymore.
