"Yuqing, what are you thinking about?" Zheng Ming, feeling a trace of mischief, came to Fu Yuqing's side and asked softly.
Fu Yuqing was startled, her face turning red as she saw Zheng Ming's face now close to hers.
She couldn't possibly tell Zheng Ming what she was thinking at this moment.
"Would anyone disturb us at this time?" The consequence of trying to make conversation was the somewhat halting speech of Fu Yuqing.
Zheng Ming shook his head, saying, "No one should disturb us. I've laid out Colorless Soft Muscle Powder within ten zhang around our courtyard. If anyone dares to sneak in, they will be immediately captured."
Fu Yuqing nodded, pondering for a moment before whispering to Zheng Ming, "Then let's begin."
As they spoke, Fu Yuqing moved to the prepared bed, slowly sitting cross-legged on one side of it.
