"Scum, scum, scum!"
Long Yue shouted "scum" three times in one breath, but she still wasn't satisfied. She sat back down on the Dragon Bed and fell asleep right away!
That bastard exhausted her last night!
The person who was being angrily called scum was now in Rong Si's palace.
He obediently approached Rong Si, who was half-lying down, and gently massaged her temples.
His technique was still very skilled. Rong Si let out a soft hum of comfort, her face filled with satisfaction.
"Mu'er's skills are becoming more and more refined, making it very soothing."
"Mother praises me too much. Without mother's help, I wouldn't be in my current position; naturally, I must be dedicated."
This pleased Rong Si. She smiled slightly and said, "My son is more mature than before. By the way, what about that Wei Yunyan?"
Li Qingmu's gaze paused; he finally asked about Yue'er!
"Barely passable."
