Imperial Advisor's Residence.
Inside the Bamboo House.
The sleeping young girl seemed to sense someone entering the room. Her slender lashes trembled, and she slowly opened her eyes, revealing a pair of cool, distant pupils.
In those eyes that seemed like Qinghong, he saw bright, clear moonlight reflected within them, and saw his own figure mirrored in her gaze.
Seeing that it was Jiang Ning who had appeared, Su Qingying paused in surprise, then slowly sat up.
As she sat up, the strap hanging on her shoulder naturally slipped down, revealing a broad expanse of skin as white as jade.
Yet there was no temptation of the opposite sex at all, because it was a flat road.
"Did you come to sleep with me tonight?" A pleasant voice, touched with ethereal emptiness, rang out.
Sweat!
Hearing those words, Jiang Ning instantly could not hold it together.
He reached out and hung the strap that had slipped from Su Qingying's shoulder back onto her thin, blade-like shoulder.
The touch was all sharp bone.
He did not understand why the dignified Great Xia National Teacher would have the appearance of an underdeveloped young girl.
Short, skinny, with barely two taels of flesh on her whole body.
"I came to find you for something," Jiang Ning said.
"What is it?" Su Qingying asked.
"Take a look!" Jiang Ning took out the invitation he had just gotten from Qing He and handed it to Su Qingying.
Su Qingying accepted the invitation and tilted her head slightly. As her elbow dropped, it once again caused the strap to slide down from her smooth, jade-like skin, revealing a broad stretch of flat road.
Jiang Ning: "..."
He silently reached out and pulled her clothes back into place.
He had long since grown used to this sort