The City God Temple was deserted at night. The temple keeper was no longer there. Qin Luo took out three incense sticks and handed them to Hua Ying, saying with a smile, "Since you're already here, let's offer incense before we leave."

Hua Ying was trembling with anger.

She was a disciple of the Imperial Advisor, and the Imperial Observatory already rejected deities. Now Qin Luo wanted her to offer incense to the gods.

Seeing that she was shivering badly, Qin Luo said, "You're a little weak. Drink more mutton soup in the future and you won't feel cold."

Huaying placed the incense into the incense burner.

Seeing that Hua Ying's hands were trembling badly, Qin Luo put his arm around her shoulder and bowed three times to the City God.

The flower shadows trembled even more violently.

“Let’s go back now.”

Hua Ying did not speak.

Qin Luo put his arm around her and left the City God Temple.

The statue of the City God has a smile on its face.

Night fell, and all was quiet. Hua Ying leaned against Qin Luo. She was initially very angry, but in the warm embrace of his arms, she gradually calmed down and her body stopped trembling.

Hua Ying sometimes finds Qin Luo annoying, like when he forces her to do chores, but sometimes she thinks he's great, like right now.

"You smell so good!"

Qin Luo looked at Hua Ying's pretty face.

Hua Ying's pretty face flushed red. "Really?"

Qin Luo nodded. "Do you often take medicinal baths?"

"No."

Hua Ying shook her head.

Qin Luo smelled the fragrance of the medicine, which made his mouth water. He turned his head away, but Hua Ying saw this and snuggled into his arms.

Back to Longhu Temple.

Qin Luo encountered Zhang Fulong standing under the peach tree.

"Cough cough."

Zhang Fulong coughed softly.

Qin Luo stopped hugging Hua Ying and said with a smile, "Master, it's not what you think."

"It's exactly what you think."

Hua Ying smiled.

"I didn't think about anything, I didn't think about anything..." Zhang Fulong glanced at the peach tree, then turned and left the yard.

After running around, Hua Ying was a little sleepy and was about to go back to her room to rest when Qin Luo said softly, "Get up earlier tomorrow."

Hua Ying rubbed her eyes. "Why?"

"do the laundry."

You got my clothes dirty.

Qin Luo sat cross-legged on the platform and said calmly.

It's a cold winter day, who would bother changing clothes and making her do the laundry? This is clearly bullying.

Hua Ying clenched her fists, daring not to speak her anger, but forced a smile, "Fine, you just wait."