Chapter 068 Waiting

Regarding next time, He Ying was concerned.

He had invited Sang Yan to the main hall for dinner that evening.

After they had eaten and drunk their fill, he suggested a hug.

Sang Yan refused, "There's no atmosphere."

He Ying didn't understand. "Atmosphere? What do you mean?"

"Figure it out yourself."

Sang Yan teased him on purpose, "You're so clever, you'll probably understand what I mean soon enough."

He Ying: "…"

So, what did she actually mean?

He was utterly confused.

Sang Yan had disappeared.

Or rather, she had fled to the Cold Palace.

By the time He Ying vaguely understood what she meant and went to the side hall to look for her, he finally learned she had gone to the Cold Palace.

This little wild rabbit was too mischievous.

"Meow meow—"

The cat leapt onto his shoulder.

He Ying then sat on the soft couch, holding the cat and stroking it.

While stroking the cat, he asked, "Snowball, when will your owner come back?"

Naturally, the cat couldn't answer.