The most luxurious and extravagant staff meal in history, Luo Xiu didn't have the chance to attend.
Because he's undergoing the most unbearable torture of his life.
It wasn't until daylight broke that Lin Xiyue, this goddess of mercy, finally spared him.
...
In the sleeping palace of the Green Lotus Palace.
Luo Xiu rolled off the bed, collapsed to the floor, and then crawled, desperately trying to escape Lin Xiyue's clutches.
"The reputation of the Nine Yin Constitution is well-deserved!"
On the messy big bed.
Lin Xiyue leisurely took off her tattered pearl silk stockings from her jade legs, then balled them up and threw them at Luo Xiu, disdainfully saying, "How can the mighty Emperor Shura be so feeble?"
Luo Xiu's face was filled with bitterness, letting the bundle of stockings hit him, and said, "You should be called Xi Yue."
Lin Xiyue suddenly rolled off the bed, "Sticky like this, take me for a wash."
