The moon hangs above the willow tips.
Due to the outbreak of magical disorder in the Capital and its surrounding areas, once night falls, the common people lock their doors and stay indoors, not daring to go out. Even the wealthy young masters who usually enjoy nightlife have restrained themselves quite a bit these days, not daring to indulge in revelry at night.
Thus, once night descends, the streets of the Capital become eerily silent. Even the bustling Yihong Brothel has closed its doors, leaving everywhere desolate and quiet.
Only occasionally do a few patrolling soldiers pass by.
War Prince's Mansion.
Long Rui and Xuexue are lying on the bed, fully clothed, asleep.
Suddenly, Xuexue's eyes fly open, locking directly with Xiao Taohong's eyes hovering above her.
Moreover, the distance between them is very close, less than ten centimeters.
In the past, if she had seen a face pop up in front of her in the middle of the night, it would have scared her half to death.
