As night fell, a warm, pale yellow glow floated within the small space expanded by the Jiuxiao Huanpei. Su Qingxue sat cross-legged on a Blue Stone Slab, holding half a scorched osmanthus cake between her fingertips. The sweet fragrance mingled with the faint scent of aloeswood on her body, drifting through the narrow space. "Young Master Ye, this pastry is roasted to a crisp, yet you actually managed to keep it hidden inside your tunic."
Ye Fan lowered his head to re-tie the bandage around Lin Zhaoyue's arm, his fingertips brushing against the sword veins pulsing beneath her skin. He spoke gently, "Yesterday, when we were ambushed by hidden arrows at the altar, I grabbed a piece instinctively while hiding in a crevice." He raised his eyes to meet Lin Zhaoyue's lowered eyelashes. The young woman's earlobes were flushed, yet she still maintained the aloof demeanor of a Saintess. "I'm not hungry." Before she finished speaking, however, her stomach let out a soft rumble.
Chǔ Hóngzhuāng squatted in the corner teasing the Golden Silkworm Gu, her fingertip stained with realgar wine. Seeing the interaction between the two, she suddenly let out a chuckle. "Sister Zhaoyue's ability to say one thing while meaning another is even better hidden than the poisonous spiders I raise." The Golden Silkworm Gu in her arms suddenly beat its wings, drawing a silver thread through the air before landing with a faint hum on Ye Fan's shoulder—this was the Gu insect's warning signal.
Chapter 255