The sky had already darkened, and the palace was empty.
Chen Mo had thought he could fool around with Yu Xiaoxiao tonight.
But unexpectedly, Yu Xiaoxiao had gone to keep Feng Qing company, leaving Chen Mo alone in an empty room.
With nothing to entertain himself, time passed slowly.
Chen Mo decided to cultivate through the night.
But just then, the leaf-made door flashed with green light.
Someone was knocking.
Chen Mo lifted the room's restriction and called out, "Come in."
The leaf door immediately opened like a sports car's scissor door, and a tall figure appeared outside.
Chen Mo froze, then got down from the bed. "Mu'er? What are you doing here?"
He noticed that Nangong Mu'er had dressed up. Her long, satin-black hair was arranged into a demure Chuiyun Bun, with two soft locks resting obediently against her cheeks. Her complexion was as white as mutton-fat jade, and beneath her delicate nose, her rosy lips were touched with rouge. She wore a pair of gleaming emerald-green earrings, and as she entered the room, her waist swayed as she walked with catlike steps.
"I came to return your wine." Nangong Mu'er spread open her palm, took a jug of wine from her Cosmos Sack, and waved it before Chen Mo.
Then, without waiting for a response, she sat at the table beside them, took out wine cups, poured two servings, and handed one to Chen Mo.
Chen Mo was visibly stunned. "Are you all right?"
"Hm? I'm fine. What's wrong?"
"You're fine, yet you came to my room in the middle of the night to drink with me?"
Chen Mo sat down across from Nangong Mu'er.
After all, she was his sister-in-law. He could hardly throw her out the moment she entered.
"I've forgiven him," Nangong Mu'er said.
Chen