149, Wish

"Chen Ji, do you have a prejudice against me?"

"No."

Zhang Xia's eyes widened, "Then why are you so kind and gentle in front of the Commandery Princess, but you've never shown me a kind face? When I asked if your cat would eat food from strangers, you said it eats strangers, how can you say that?"

Chen Ji leaned on his sword against a large tree and fell silent; the mountains and forests became deathly quiet.

Previously, sounds of Mr. Feng fighting with the Heavenly Horse could sporadically be heard from the mountain, and the sound of the trees' fibers tearing when they fell could be heard from afar.

Now, even the sounds of fighting had disappeared.

The four of us looked at each other, each of our faces smeared with the ashes of the fire, as black as if we had just crawled out of a coal kiln.

The Princely Heir suddenly spoke up to lighten the mood, "Bai Li, let me wipe your face for you."