The next morning, Velin sat up, rubbed his head, and muttered to himself, "I really can't drink that much next time."
Sitting nearby, Xuemya saw that her husband was awake. She closed the book in her hands, rose to her feet, picked up the clothes the maid had brought, and walked to the bedside.
Seeing this, Velin got out of bed, stood up, spread his arms, and let Xuemya dress him.
Standing before the magic mirror and looking at his outfit, Velin nodded in great satisfaction, then asked, "I think Kyle and the others should still be in the garden right now."
"We'll know once we go take a look."
"Want to come with me?"
"I won't go." Xuemya shook her head slightly and said calmly, "I still have matters over there to handle. For every day I delay, you'll lose a bit of your wealth."
"If I lose it, I lose it. It's not like I'm short of that little bit."
"All right, all right, hurry up and go."
"Then I'll be off."
Watching Velin leave, Xuemya did not act immediately. Instead, she waited for a while, and only after sensing her husband's aura recede into the distance did she raise her hand and take out the Magic Memory Crystal Orb hidden in a concealed place.
A thread of mana flowed into it, and the Magic Memory Crystal Orb slowly lit up with a faint glow.
As that familiar phrase sounded by her ear, the corners of Xuemya's mouth unconsciously curved upward slightly. Just as she was about to put the crystal orb into her Space Equipment, her waist suddenly tightened, and a pair of arms wrapped around her from behind.
"Well, well!" A familiar voice, carrying a hint of smugness, sounded by her ear. "I knew something felt