After Wu Jingshan left, Long Xiyue slipped quietly into the room, carrying a basin of hot water. "Would you like to wash up and rest, Lord Hu?" she asked respectfully.
Hu Xiaotian gazed into Long Xiyue's lovely eyes, a hundred emotions welling up in his heart. On this journey, the pampered Princess Anping had suffered every imaginable hardship by following him. He nodded, pointed to the bedside, and said through Secret Voice Transmission, "Sit down!"
Long Xiyue shook her head and whispered, "There are quite a few Great Yong warriors patrolling outside."
Hu Xiaotian frowned. Long Xiyue pointed to the bedside and said, "Please sit, my lord."
Hu Xiaotian could only sit down. He watched quietly as Long Xiyue crouched before him, removed his shoes and socks, then cradled his feet and carefully lowered them into the basin. The warm water washed over his skin, seeming to sweep away all the weariness of the journey in an instant. In the flickering light of the red candle, the sight of Long Xiyue so tenderly washing his feet filled his heart with happiness. What virtue or merit did he possess to deserve such service from a noble princess of Great Kang? A thousand words came together in a single sentence. "Thank you for all your effort!"
Long Xiyue raised her head, enchanting ripples of light shimmering in her lovely eyes. "You're the one who's worked hard, my lord," she whispered.
"For you, any hardship is worth it," Hu Xiaotian said softly.
Long Xiyue gently massaged the soles of his feet. Their eyes met, and both were lost in the deep affection between them.
Early the next morning, Hu Xiaotian left Qichen Palace. He and Zhou Mo chose to split up, with Zhou Mo taking Long Xiyue to a branch of Treasure Abundance