Jiang Ping An looked flustered and at a loss.
Even when enemies had driven him into a desperate corner, he had never panicked in the slightest; even when Karmic Fire had burned him for nearly a century, his expression had never changed.
But now, he was utterly panicked.
Lan Shi'er lay quietly in his arms, a sweet smile on her face. Yet she was completely unclothed, as flawless as a gemstone.
The bedsheets were covered in dried bloodstains.
Jiang Ping An was at a loss. He even wanted to run, but if he ran, could he still call himself a man?
Lan Shi'er's eyelashes fluttered twice, and her beautiful eyes opened.
Their gazes met.
"I'm sorry..."
Jiang Ping An deeply regretted tasting Forget Worry Wine. It had made him lose control over his body and do such a thing.
He wanted to explain further, but Lan Shi'er pounced on him and sealed his lips.
Explain? Explain my ass. Why do you think you were lying here? This Princess was the one who got you drunk!
You always acted like oil and salt couldn't get through to you, pretending not to see every hint I gave you. Let's see how you resist this time!
Azure clouds drifted overhead. Outside, wind and snow dyed the mountains white, covering their desolation in breathtaking beauty.
Even amid turbulent days, there were always moments of calm.
Over the next few months, Jiang Ping An spent every day accompanying Lan Shi'er and Tuanzi. They wandered all over Snowy Mountain City, sampled local delicacies, occasionally attended Auction Houses, and browsed the treasures up for auction.
Whenever he had time, he discussed artifact refinement with Senior Dragon Chen. His days were simple and peaceful.
But life could not remain peaceful forever. He still had things to do.
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