He Yimo abruptly withdrew his gaze, not daring to make another unnecessary move. The feeling of standing on the edge of an abyss lingered in his mind.
After speaking, Shen Yangge noticed that the two children were acting strangely. He assumed they were just frightened by the sudden fire and thought nothing more of it.
He told them, "It's late. Let's find somewhere safe to stay first."
Indeed, it was pitch-black outside, and the stench of death from the plague hung over the entire city. The only consolation was that this plague wasn't airborne. Otherwise, things would probably have been even worse.
There were also servants' quarters outside the courtyard compound, but they were now engulfed in flames. There was no telling how many innocent lives the fire had claimed.
With two children and a fool who had lost his faculties in tow, Shen Yangge fumbled through the darkness, searching for somewhere they could shelter for the time being.
He had plenty of questions for Chu Xuanzhen, but the man currently had no intelligence to speak of. Talking to him was like talking to a brick wall; asking would get him nowhere.
He could only keep those doubts to himself for now and tentatively ask about them once Chu Xuanzhen came to his senses.
"Let's stay here. It's well hidden."
Shen Yangge settled the two children in a corner by a wall. The moment he turned around, he bumped into Chu Xuanzhen, who stood there without saying a word.
It seemed about half an hour had passed since they had left. After waking up and doing all that running around, Shen Yangge felt a little hungry. His red eyes involuntarily fixed on Chu Xuanzhen's neck.
They gazed at each other. Under the moonlight, the moment somehow took on an intimate