Zhu Yu held his palm out to Ning Xiang.
Ning Xiang said, "Have you no shame? That tiny little cut would heal with a puff of wind, and you still have the nerve to ask me to blow on it?"
Wait...
Ning Xiang realized something. She backed away on the Azure Sea Sword. "I just remembered my Illusion-Sound Fragrant Ape is still with Caiwei. I need to go pick it up. See you later!"
"Explain to me exactly what kind of demon beast that was."
Ning Xiang's gaze darted aside. "How would I know? Didn't I tell you it came from your Demon Domain? If even you, the Demon King, don't know, why ask me?"
She wanted to find Jiang Miaomiao, but the latter had already flown off on the Ethereal Sword. Her voice drifted back from afar. "Senior Sister, enjoy your time alone together! I won't disturb you!"
Ning Xiang looked at Zhu Yu sympathetically. You're done for! You'll have to go quench that fire yourself in a minute!
She was about to make her escape too, but Zhu Yu caught her and pulled her into his arms.
In the blink of an eye, the two of them appeared inside Zhu Yu's bedchamber in the Lotus Palace.
Ning Xiang had lived here for half a month. She had even shared Zhu Yu's bed and been curled up in his arms, but back then, she had been nothing more than a fluffy Pallas's cat, incapable of entertaining any romantic thoughts.
Now, however, things were different.
He pressed her against the door. Just as the back of her head was about to hit it, Zhu Yu reached out to cradle it, and Ning Xiang bumped into his palm instead.
The room was dim. Zhu Yu disliked burning incense, so there was