Fortunately, Su Wanwan, who was still trying her hardest to monopolize Liu Niang, had no idea that Pei Junyao had already classified her as their child. Otherwise, she would surely have turned the Chancellor's Residence upside down.
Nearby, Red Ji reclined on a chaise longue, a purple jade wine cup in one hand and a piece of fruit in the other, smiling with immense delight.
A ravishing courtesan and a "gentle" immortal maiden, embracing each other with heartfelt sisterly affection-the sight was indeed a feast for the eyes.
Especially for Red Ji's eyes.
Unable to resist, she took another crunching bite of fruit.
Mm, sweet.
Amid the leisurely atmosphere filling the courtyard, only Lin Muyao was running in anxious circles.
Her thoughts were a tangled skein as she paced back and forth, the sword at her waist swaying with every step, her brows knitted tightly enough to crush a mosquito.
"Brother Ye is hurt! His shoulder was shot clean through!"
"What are we going to do? Shouldn't we go find him? Why aren't any of you saying anything?"
Red Ji set down her wine cup and lazily looked up at her, her tone relaxed. "Little sister Muyao, he's long gone by now. Take a breath and rest. Here, try some fruit."
"How could I possibly feel like eating any-"
"Awmph."
Lin Muyao's brow was full of anxiety, but the instant she turned around, a sweet treat was stuffed into her mouth.
She instinctively chewed and chewed.
So sweet.
Propping up her chin, Red Ji said with a smile, "He's already left. Take a little rest yourself."
With the pastry in her mouth, Lin Muyao's words came out muffled. "What rest? We don't even know whether Brother Ye is alive or dead!"
Red Ji clicked her tongue softly. "Who would have