Imperial Advisor's Residence.
Time passed.
Splash--
Jiang Ning heard a burst of water and opened his eyes.
He listened closely, immediately realizing that Honored Deity Su Qingying had stepped out of the bathtub.
His mind instantly recalled what Su Qingying had looked like when he saw her yesterday.
A thin figure, silver eyes, and a white dress.
Then a rustling sound rang out.
When it ended, he heard soft footsteps.
Clearly, they were the sounds of bare feet stepping across the floor of the Bamboo House.
His gaze immediately turned toward the room's entrance.
The next moment.
A sixteen-year-old girl, dressed in a plain white gown whose hem barely covered half her calves, appeared in Jiang Ning's line of sight.
At a glance, this girl gave Jiang Ning an extremely thin impression.
Her shoulders were exceedingly narrow, and her collarbones were clearly visible.
Even her height was unimpressive, giving Jiang Ning the feeling that she was rather short.
"Greetings, God Lord!" Seeing Jiang Ning's gaze fall upon her.
Su Qingying immediately bowed respectfully.
As her figure moved, the translucent gown revealed her form.
Clearly, Su Qingying had come to see Jiang Ning wearing nothing but this plain white gown.
Through the translucent fabric, Jiang Ning could see her skin, white as jade.
At the same time, the gown's concealment created a hazy, half-hidden beauty.
But looking at this scene, Jiang Ning's heart did not stir in the slightest.
Because Su Qingying was too flat—flat without the slightest curve.
"I'll still call you Xiaoying." Jiang Ning suddenly sighed.
Hearing this, Su Qingying froze slightly, seemingly unable to understand why Jiang Ning had said that.
She tilted her head and thought for a moment before nodding.
"God Lord may call me whatever he wishes!"
Seeing Su Qingying like this, he understood that