Last night, a lone man and a single woman shared a room, and yet Xuanzang had no thoughts of even touching a finger of his own, causing Princess Gaoyang to toss and turn until she finally fell into a shallow sleep in the wee hours.
Awakened at this time with dark circles under her eyes, she looked at Jiang Liu with a deeply resentful expression.
"There's a story here!"
Observing Princess Gaoyang's dark circles and her resentful gaze fixed on the master, Zhu Bajie and Wujing exchanged looks, both stifling laughter without a word.
However, as for Jiang Liu's recent claim that nothing had happened last night, both of them were clearly skeptical.
"Madam, please sit!"
Barely holding back his laughter, Zhu Bajie, considering himself the top lackey, was the first to stand up and pull a chair over for Princess Gaoyang.
"Thank you!" As Zhu Bajie called her "Madam," Princess Gaoyang's eyes narrowed with obvious delight, and she thanked Zhu Bajie.
