Lan Qing was feeling somewhat restless tonight.
When Chu Qianli arrived, he was eating.
"You eat these all day long; where do you get your nourishment from?" No wonder he was so thin!
Lan Qing looked up, unsurprised, to see Chu Qianli sitting on a tree swinging her legs.
This was Lan Qing's private place, a small grove with various flowers and plants.
Not far away, there was a warm spring pool, where he bathed and changed clothes.
"I thought the guards outside the door could stop you for a while."
Lan Qing looked at the petals in his hand and suddenly lost his appetite.
"Do you really think they can stop me? What about the promise you made to me?" Chu Qianli hummed, jumping down from the tree.
Her acupoints were now unsealed; naturally, those guards couldn't stop her.
As long as she didn't cause too much commotion, coming in and out of here once or twice was no trouble at all.
