"All right."
Jiang Yourning nodded lightly, but something still felt strange in a way she couldn't put her finger on.
Soon, she moved elsewhere to search.
When she turned her head again, Chu Wenzong was still right beside her.
Whenever she looked up at him, Chu Wenzong gave her a kindly smile.
Seriously? Following me this closely-are you guarding against me like I'm some thief?
If I really wanted to empty out your Imperial Study, do you think you could stop me?
Jiang Yourning puffed out her cheeks in annoyance.
She took a tentative step left, and Chu Wenzong stepped left. She shifted a step right, and Chu Wenzong retreated a step right.
She suddenly dropped flat on the floor and felt around, only to see Chu Wenzong lie down and feel around too.
She stuck her bottom up and wriggled forward like a caterpillar, and Chu Wenzong copied her, wriggling along beside her.
Somebody save me! Is there something wrong with this guy?!
Chu Wenzong is actually a copycat!!!
But before Jiang Yourning had finished inwardly losing her mind, Chu Lange and Little Wukong came over, looking intrigued.
"Big sister, what are you and Father doing? Is that fun?"
As Little Wukong spoke, he copied Jiang Yourning, lying down, sticking his bottom up, and wriggling forward.
Chu Lange thought the pose looked a little odd and unbecoming of a princess, so she lay flush against the floor and used her hands to inch herself forward.
Watching this bizarre spectacle, Jiang Wanrong felt as though her eyes had been contaminated. She turned her head away and began coughing furiously.
Damn it!!!
You bunch of lunatics! I'll mash you all into bean paste!
Jiang Yourning felt she was going insane.
She lay on the floor with nothing left to live for