The room was dim.
Wei Zi'ang slowly opened his eyes and exhaled a breath of stale air. Feeling the surging strength within him, a smile could not help but curl at the corner of his lips.
"The pills bestowed by Young Master are truly impressive. They raised my cultivation by so much in one go."
"I've now undergone Mortal Shedding three times. Such progress is truly astonishingly fast."
As he was thinking, an arm as fair and soft as lotus root curled lazily around his waist. A languid murmur came from behind him. "Husband, you're practicing so early..."
Wei Zi'ang took hold of that hand and gently moved it aside. "Bandits are everywhere outside. When I'm away from home, I need some skill to rely on. Otherwise, your man might not live many more days."
He got up, picked up his scattered clothes, and draped them over himself. Glancing back at the messy room, he frowned slightly and said with some displeasure, "Don't squander the silver I gave you. When you have time, tidy this place up. Don't turn it into a dog's nest."
The woman on the bed did not care in the slightest. She gave a light laugh. "As long as I'm pretty, that's enough. Why should I clean the house? That's work for servants. I won't do it."
The moment Wei Zi'ang saw those full, round curves, his temper immediately vanished, and he said no more.
She felt around beside the bed and found a jade peace pendant, half the size of a palm. The jade was smooth and lustrous, crystal-clear beneath the sunlight.
If one looked closely, one would find it filled with vein-like crimson patterns, bewitching and beautiful.
Wei Zi'ang snatched the jade pendant away and stuffed it into his robes.
The woman said coquettishly,