The moonlight shone on the potholed road of Dye Workshop Street. There were no lights or fires around, and the cries of summer insects sounded in the deep alley.
Buzz, buzz!
The man and woman who returned late at night walked along the path by the street.
The woman was dressed in blue, and her black hair was coiled up behind her head in a beautiful bun. Her dignified and cold temperament made her look like the Moon Goddess walking under the moon.
The man's arm was on the woman's shoulders, and his sleeves were in tatters. As he walked, he touched her from time to time, and his eyes were wandering. He even wanted to kiss the woman's cheek.
"Little thief, don't use the medicine as an excuse. If you move around again, don't blame me…"
"Heroine Luo, I really can't help it. I'm already very well-behaved… Why don't I go see the Prince of Jing? Otherwise, I'll die…"
