Dong Huiying lay on the bed like a stinky salted fish, occasionally letting out a soft hum, comfortably enjoying the man's service.
This person seems to have become a lot more obedient?
In the night, though not very clearly visible, she could vaguely make out his silhouette, and her heart warmed slightly.
The man was sitting at her feet, massaging her calves. He seemed focused, yet suddenly, as if unintentionally, he said, "The one who attacked me last night should have been sent by Charles. He has always been close with the Seventh Princess, and since he already knows I'm in South City, the next step must be to inform the Seventh Princess in Mist Capital. I don't have much time left, so I have to remove all the obstacles, the hindrances, and the nuisances before the Seventh Princess rushes back."
