Lin Moyu was of the Demon Clan, so her body required special medicinal care.
This led to Su Ye spending even more time at the herb market.
She ended up browsing until nightfall.
By the time she returned to the inn that evening, the sky outside was already pitch-black.
Arriving at Lin Moyu's room, she pushed the door open.
Su Ye paused for a moment, just as she was about to step inside.
A slow, leisurely voice drifted over from the bedside.
"Benefactor."
She looked over and saw that Lin Moyu was gone from the bed.
Su Qing sat there, dressed in a red robe embroidered with golden thread. His long, narrow eyes tilted slightly upward, and his dark, fathomless gaze burned with a searing heat the moment it landed on Su Ye.
The Lycoris radiata at the corner of his eye seemed to sway with his smile, and he was as noble, handsome, and stunning as ever.
Su Ye stood in the doorway, blinking.
'Why is he here?'
