The next morning, Pei Mianman was leaning against the crook of Zu An’s arm. Her finger mischievously drew circles around his chest as she asked, “Ah Zu, do you want me to leak some fake information to King Qi’s heir?” The part of her skin that was exposed outside of the covers was even whiter than the snow outside.

Zu An shook his head, saying, “Not yet. When the time is right, I’ll tell you then.” This was a rare double agent he could make use of, so of course he had to use the opportunity at the crucial moment.

After the two embraced each other for a bit and exchanged some romantic words, they exchanged a look. Then, another intense battlefield ensued.

Knock knock knock!

There was a burst of soft knocking, and the door opened with a groan. Hong Zao stuck her head in and said, “Young miss, the manor’s people are starting to wake up.” Her unspoken words were clear. It was time for the young master to leave.

“I got it, you can withdraw for now… Mmm!” Pei Mianman replied.

When Hong Zao heard that tender moan that seemed to be uttered...