It was precisely because of those words.
That Xue Ya's heart warmed immensely, and her eyes began to shine.
The feeling of being cared for and affirmed made her feel utterly at ease.
"Master, thank you. I'm so happy!"
Xue Ya was brimming with joy.
However, Zhuge Lan raised an eyebrow slightly. Looking at the obedient and sensible Xue Ya, he actually felt a faint sense of guilt.
What a sin, what a sin.
She brought this upon herself. It had nothing to do with me.
Zhuge Lan secretly consoled himself.
At night.
Zhuge Lan yawned and slipped straight into the soft bed.
This stronghold had clearly been around for a long time. There were many houses here, each equipped with everything one could need.
The room Zhuge Lan had chosen was the best in the entire stronghold.
He had just gotten into bed and burrowed beneath the covers, intending to catch up on some sleep.
But just then, the door to the room was suddenly pushed open. When he focused his gaze, he saw Xue Ya sneaking into the room on tiptoe, startling Zhuge Lan badly.
He thought the girl had recovered her memories and come to assassinate him.
Just as Zhuge Lan prepared to deal with Xue Ya's sneak attack, he heard something sliding down with a soft rustling sound.
Zhuge Lan secretly opened his eyes and glanced over in the dim light. The moon was bright and clear, and its faint glow shone directly upon Xue Ya.
Xue Ya's exquisite figure was revealed before him, and she looked at him with a bashful expression.
Fuck!
What was she trying to do?
Zhuge Lan could no longer sit still. Unable to keep pretending to sleep, he abruptly sat up and demanded, "What are you doing?!"
"Master... Mr.