She squatted there, taking off Duan Rong's shoes and socks, and placed Duan Rong's bare feet into the hot water.
Ruyi kept her head lowered, and Duan Rong didn't notice that her eyes were slightly red at the moment.
After Ruyi dried Duan Rong's feet, he lay down on the bed, having been busy and exhausted; as soon as he touched the bed, he fell asleep immediately.
Ruyi poured out the footwash, seeing Duan Rong was already sound asleep, then brought a stool, blew out the candle light, sighed lightly, and lay down in the darkness...
Around the last watch of the night, outside the courtyard, Chou Luan lay on the big stone, seemingly asleep as well, but suddenly opened his eyes, leapt to his feet, and flashed himself past the gate.
As soon as he crossed the gate of the courtyard, under the dim lighting, he saw a figure.
Chou Luan placed his hand on the knife at his waist, about to strike, when he heard a familiar voice coldly say, "It's me!"
It turned out to be Zhu Zhengfu's voice!
