Bits of Qi surged into his body, enhancing his cultivation.
Paired with the Heavenly Silk Clothing, even if he remained motionless all day, his cultivation progress was still several times faster than that of an ordinary person.
Cheng Guang walked to the bedchamber mirror and sized himself up.
With a sword and now paired with a fan, he indeed had the appearance of a graceful young master.
Cheng Guang was quite pleased.
"Princely Heir, the meal is ready. It's time to eat."
Outside the room, Qing Luan's voice called out.
Hearing the voice, Cheng Guang pushed the door open and walked out; in the nearby pavilion, Qing Luan, dressed in a green robe with a light white sash around her waist, was bending over to place freshly stir-fried dishes onto the table.
Black Cub circled around Qing Luan, smelling the scent of the food, staring with eager dog eyes, but unable to eat, frantically jumping up and down in frustration.
