...
That night.
The moonlight was clear and cold, and the night was as cold as water.
"Whew—"
Jiang Ning opened his eyes and exhaled a long breath.
The breath met the cold, turning into white mist that surged forward.
Under the moonlight, by the pool, stood a slender girl in her early twenties.
The girl was not tall, dressed lightly in a pale green long dress, revealing shoulders as thin as if carved by a knife.
On an ordinary girl, this would only seem like malnutrition affecting development.
But this girl was the current Great Xia State Preceptor, one of the top fighters of the Royal Capital.
Seeing Jiang Ning's gaze, Su Qingying said, "Sister-in-law asked me to bring food over to remind you to eat."
Upon hearing this, Jiang Ning sniffed and locked his gaze on the food box Su Qingying was holding.
"Is it braised beef?" Jiang Ning smiled.
"Yes!" Su Qingying nodded: "And there's a plate of dumplings that I just made with sister-in-law!"
