He pursed his lips, stood up, removed a bath towel from the rack, and extended his hand into the hot water. Carefully, he lifted her from the bathtub, sat her on the toilet, and wiped off the droplets of water on her body. Then, he cradled her out of the door, placed her on the pillow, and pulled a thin blanket over her.
Luo Xiaoqian was at that moment lost in dreams with Duke Zhou, completely unaware she had been relocated.
The small lamp by the bed was on, and under its soft glow, her face appeared gentle and serene.
The ribbon around her neck, to which a key was attached, had gotten wet from the water, sticking to her skin, with the key gleaming between her collarbones.
Raising his hand, he untied the ribbon, and Leng Zimo turned to leave. A moment later, he returned to the bedside and hung the key around her neck once more.
