Bathed in the glow of the orange-red evening sky, a man in white robes, as elegant as bamboo, slowly walked toward Shen Qing.
Shen Qing, sitting on a stone bench, was too lazy to stand. She simply propped her cheek on one hand, tilted her head up slightly, and smiled. "Finished with work for today?"
"Mm."
Yu Jiuqing looked with amusement at the languid woman before him. Under the wide-eyed, shocked gazes of Chen Ying and Zhu Yuan, he walked over, bent down, and swept her into his arms. He carried her steadily toward their room, asking as he went, "A moment ago, did you have the Qilin investigate Vice Minister Pei?"
Although he had only overheard the last few words she exchanged with Lin Yi, it was enough for him to guess what she was up to.
