He turned around and got off Luo Shulian's body.

Luo Shulian was a little embarrassed and slowly pulled the bedding over and covered her body: "I'm sorry, will there be nothing left?"

"I'm sorry." Yi Zhuofeng could only repeat it once.

Yi Zhuofeng lay in a paralysis and never wanted to open his eyes again.

A sharp white light flashed in Luo Shulian's eyes.

I don’t know when it was about to be, Shi Ruge took off his big red wedding robe and fell asleep deeply.

The sun slowly rises from the mountains, and a new day has arrived.

In the early morning, Shi Ruge wore her favorite sky blue gauze dress, carefully tidied herself up, and then walked out of the door.

When he walked to the main hall, he saw Aunt Luo leading three or four servants to clean the house.

As soon as he saw Shi Ruge, Aunt Luo's loud voice immediately lowered the volume.

"Young Madam, it's early." She nodded and bowed, and greeted Shi Ruge with a smile.

Shi Ruge looked at her, couldn't help but smile and praised her: "Long time no see, I didn't expect that Aunt Luo, you are more graceful than before."

Aunt Luo smiled embarrassedly and said respectfully: "Mrs. Young lady, don't joke about your old body if you are a standard beauty."

Shi Ruge turned his desperate eyes to the withered lotus leaves in the pond ahead. She asked Aunt Luo: "Your young master, have you come back yesterday?"

Aunt Luo was stunned for a moment and then continued for a long time: "He's back! Mr. Yi got drunk last night! I forgot if you didn't say it. He was resting in the east wing. I had to go to the kitchen to prepare some breakfast and sober soup for him!"

Aunt Luo finished speaking like a fire, and ran towards the kitchen.

"I'll go, you'll be here." Shi Ruge called her and walked over by herself.

Refined mung bean cakes and clear heart lotus root soup. Shi Ruge remembers that every time her father drinks, her mother will prepare these two delicious foods with her own hands. They can eat with appetite, detoxify and sober up.

Shi Ruge held the soup and snacks in the bowl and walked towards the east wing that Aunt Luo mentioned.

In the simple east wing, Yi Zhuofeng sat and wiped his Chengying Sword with a black cloth towel.

The sword body is as blue as the sea, releasing endless cold light.

His face was extremely cold, as if there was no more in the world that could move him.

The hidden door was gently pushed open by Shi Ruge from outside.

His gloomy eyes stared at Shi Ruge who was entering rashly.

Shi Ruge lightly placed the bowls and chopsticks on the round table in front of him, looked at him and asked, "Did you drink a lot of wine last night?"

Yi Zhuofeng stood up and said to her back: "Yes."

Shi Ruge nodded, looked at the steaming soup on the table, and said, "I made this by myself, you can eat it while it's hot."

Yi Zhuofeng was speechless. Shi Ruge was worried for a moment and said, "If you are fine, then I'll leave first."

Shi Ruge moved away and was about to walk out of the door.

Yi Zhuofeng smiled, with a strange indifference on the corner of his lips: "You don't ask me why I didn't come back last night?"

Shi Ruge stopped and shook his head and said, "If you don't want to say it, you won't say it even if you ask."

Yi Zhuofeng turned around and bent her eyes on her face, saying, "I was with Shu Lian last night."

Shi Ruge's heart was dripping with blood as if it was pierced by a pointed needle, but she stubbornly pretended to be nothing. She tilted her head and looked at him and said, "That's great, she likes you so much!"

Yi Zhuofeng withdrew his gaze, sneered and said to himself indifferently, "Of course it's good. Of course it's good."

Shi Ruge pursed his lips and glared at him and said, "If you're fine, then I'll leave first."
Chapter completed!