Feng Xiaoqi dashed off after that.
He needed to cultivate.
According to his brother-in-law, once he had finished comprehending the twelve paintings, there was another roomful of paintings at the crown prince's residence. Feng Xiaoqi couldn't wait to see them all.
Feng Wu was speechless.
Wasn't she supposed to be his beloved sister?
Didn't he say he would protect her from the big bad wolf?
"Feng Xiaoqi, you're pushing your sister into a wolf's den!
"Jun Linyuan, what did you do in the past two days?"
What she didn't know was that because of the twelve paintings, she wouldn't see her brother for a while.
He was focused on his cultivation.
Inside, a certain fiend was listening to the noise in the courtyard.
He smiled in satisfaction.
When he heard footsteps approaching, he jumped into bed and buried his head under the blanket.
"Will my hair get messy?"
