Of course, it wasn't that simple of a disguise. The man led Feng Guang into a clothing store, took out a gold ingot and placed it on the table, and personally picked out a men's outfit for her. When Feng Guang came out after changing her clothes, she had transformed into a frail young master, while he had changed out of his black clothes and put on a gray, smart outfit, looking clean and neat.
It wasn't until they reached their room at the inn that Feng Guang regained her voice, her first words being, "I don't want to sleep with you!"
He raised an eyebrow. "It's just a room. Who said I was going to sleep with you?"
"You!" she choked, then angrily changed her tune, "I don't want to share a room with you!"
He sat down and leisurely poured himself a cup of tea. "The reason."
"Men and women should not touch each other!"
"Right now, there are no women between us."
Looking down at his men's clothing, Feng Guang gritted his teeth and said, "I don't indulge in homosexuality!"
"Cough cough..." He choked on the tea he had just drunk, and it took him a while to recover. "I like women."
"Oh... um!?" Feng Guang, who had almost been fooled, snapped back to reality. In the end, hadn't this question come full circle again?! She sat down opposite him. "You're just afraid I'll run away, aren't you? I swear to you, I absolutely won't sneak away!"
"Objection rejected."
"Why?"
I don't trust you.
"But I..."
"Don't worry, we'll each sleep on the floor, one in the bed and the other on the floor."
He made the final decision, then conveyed the message that my patience had run out. Feng Guang hadn't forgotten her status as a hostage. Seeing that she couldn't change the situation, she could only swallow her anger. Fine, sleeping separately was better than them, a man and a woman, squeezing into one bed. However, she hadn't expected...
She'll be the one sleeping on the floor.
He lay on the bed, turned his head to look at her and smiled, "What, not asleep yet? Want to sleep in the same bed with me? Hmm, that's not impossible..."
Feng Guang glared at him, resignedly made a makeshift bed on the floor, blew out the candle, and slept fully clothed on the floor. She kept comforting herself, telling herself that he was injured and she should give way to him... Damn it, the more she thought about it, the angrier she got! She turned over and faced away from the bed, biting her left thumb nail and secretly cursing this ungentlemanly man.
When the moon was high in the sky, the room was completely silent. Moonlight streamed through the window and fell coldly on the floor, casting a shadow on the sleeping person. The silence only enhanced the quiet atmosphere.
She was really asleep; she even forgot to pull her thumb nail out of her mouth.
The man stood quietly for a moment, then flew out of the window and arrived at a restaurant that had already closed. He wanted to see someone.
He said, "Come out."
The sound quickly dissipated in the night wind, and a thin figure appeared in the darkness—it was a man.
"What, your young lady didn't come to see me in person, but sent you instead?"
"The young lady is by the Ghost King's side and cannot leave."
"Oh, really? I wonder if her condition has improved after taking my antidote."
"Miss said you shouldn't go to the palace."
"There's nothing I can do," he sighed dramatically. "She's been poisoned by me and would rather die than leave Xiao Ruo's side. If I don't come to deliver the antidote to her, she'll surely perish."
"The young lady said that you must release the Prime Minister's daughter, otherwise you may not be able to leave the Great Wei Kingdom."
He laughed, "She wants me to let go, but I won't. Not only will I not let go, but I'll also be able to leave the Great Wei Kingdom. Just tell her that, and let's see who wins this time."
Dark clouds obscured the moon, and the person hiding in the shadows vanished as if he had never been there. The Silver-Masked Strategist's assassins were indeed extraordinary.
He was in a good mood and used his light-footed skill to return the way he came. As soon as he entered the inn, the corners of his mouth curved upwards.
Oh dear, the esteemed young lady of the Prime Minister's residence has disappeared! What should we do?
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