Lian Rong paused slightly: "Tonight?"
Xu Yin pressed his lips tightly: "The sooner, the better."
He couldn't imagine what had happened that night when the captured guard fell into the enemy's hands. Although he trusted each of them not to reveal him, he couldn't lower his guard against the people lurking in the shadows.
After all, he could even find the dagger from Liang Ningnian's hand six years after her death, so nothing was certain!
...
This wasn't the first time they slept in the same room, but on this particular night, Fu Zhen felt awkward doing anything as she watched Pei Zhan sit comfortably under the lamp, studying military tactics.
She was a young, spirited woman! Who could stay calm seeing such a young guy sitting in front of them at night, dressed in a robe and exposing his neck?
