"The Ruyi Order rang several times, why don't you check who it is?"
"No need to check."
The rosy afterglow of the setting sun fell upon the surface of the Carp Tide River, a horsetail whisk standing horizontally like a Flying Sword, two silhouettes sitting atop a screen scattered with silver threads.
The Little National Master's robes fluttered in the wind.
Tang's long hair at her temples also fluttered in the wind.
Chen Jingxuan placed the trembling Ruyi Order inside his garment.
The trivial matters of Qing State had been dealt with; only two people could contact him through this Ruyi Order.
Xie Xuanyi, the one with the surname Xie, would not contact him without good reason.
The other did not warrant attention.
"Isn't that a bit inappropriate?"
Tang raised her eyebrows suggestively, "I think that fool Qihu is quite clingy. If you ignore him, once you're back in the Imperial City, I'm bound to be the one he chews out."
"I'm truly sorry."
