Song Qingshu was already lying in bed when he heard a knock at the door. Puzzled, he asked, "Who is it?"
Gu Zixian's heart beat even faster. Biting her lip, she finally answered softly, "Young Master Jia, it's me."
"Is something the matter?" came a somewhat stiff reply from inside.
Gu Zixian felt a little wronged. She had not expected his tone to be so cold. A young woman like her had come to see him in the middle of the night—and a beautiful young woman at that. Shouldn't a normal man have been thrilled beyond measure?
But she quickly realized that the man inside was different from other men. How could someone as otherworldly as him be like them? Thinking of Xue Pan's fawning, ingratiating manner just now, she could clearly sense how extraordinary the man inside was.
Recognizing the voice of the Princess of the Dual Cultivation Manor, Song Qingshu was also somewhat puzzled. "What does the Princess need from me so late at night?" Wanyan Chongjie had just stirred up his desires, and now another lovely, captivating girl had appeared. Was he even going to get any sleep tonight?
"There are some things I wish to discuss with you, Young Master. It is inconvenient to speak outside. May I come in?" Knowing that he was no ordinary man, Gu Zixian did not find his attitude objectionable. Instead, she uneasily glanced toward the other rooms. Making such a commotion by coming to his room in the middle of the night was too conspicuous. The windows of several rooms seemed to have opened a crack, and sensing the heat of covert gazes upon her, she felt awkward standing outside.
Hearing what she meant, Song Qingshu paused slightly and more or less understood her predicament. He got up to open