Sikong Wuyou also felt a stir in his heart and softly said, "Alright..."
In the dark night, the two of them gradually steadied their breathing.
They leaned against each other, both physically and spiritually...
That night, Sikong Wuyou slept deeply, without those annoying nightmares...
After the first month of the lunar year, the news of the new emperor's accession in Dongyue finally reached this small mountain village.
As they say, a new official burns three fires upon taking office. With the new emperor on the throne, this fire cannot burn small, and for the people, it's real benefits.
At the start of the new spring, the tavern reopened for business.
An Ning's supply volume was also gradually increasing.
Fortunately, she had the space as a backup, no matter how many orders she could take them all, and with An Dafu navigating through the situation, they could deceive everyone and bring out materials from the space.
