462 Moon festival

Qie Xieling had to carry the shota away before she made trouble. "That bitch. I am going to kill mmm mmmm," yelled Jolie before her mouth was covered by Qie Xieling and dragged away. 

Meanwhile, in the shadows, Xiao Fen peered her head out and bit her lower lip before disappearing. An hour later she knocked at Luo Muchen's study softly while holding a tray. 

She only entered the study when Bo Ailun opened the door. Luo Muchen was sitting cross-legged while polishing his sword. "Place it there," said Bo Ailun. 

Xiao Fen's heart skipped a beat as she knelt before her young master. Her delicate frame trembled slightly, a mix of anxiety and longing filling her peach-blossom eyes. She had always admired Luo Muchen, even though his demeanour was as cold as the winter wind.