Upon hearing the words "bed companion," Huangfu Jingchen's expression turned icy, and a chill radiated from his entire being.
Xia Wenjin soothingly tugged at his sleeve, winked at him, and whispered, "Don't worry, I have a plan!"
Over there, Wang Wan'er was imagining a wonderful night, grinning from ear to ear, eager with anticipation. If it weren't for last night's excesses, she would have already seized them.
Hmm, better go rest and recharge; tonight she could indulge all night long. Just the thought made her feel ecstatic.
The ground nearby was bloody, and the South Courtyard servants were unperturbed as they cleaned away Zhang Quan's incomplete remains.
Wang Wan'er looked at Xia Wenjin's smiling face, falling more in love the more she watched. This young man was just too good-looking. She beckoned, "Come to my side!"
Xia Wenjin pulled Huangfu Jingchen and started heading toward the shaded terrace.
