Song Zhiyu was a bit absent-minded. The bandit leader had been gone for nearly a month and still hadn't returned, not even a letter. What's going on out there?
He just went to clear the snowy road. Shouldn't be any trouble, right?
If there's no trouble, then why is my left eyelid twitching so much? Is it a spasm?
"Song Si, what are you doing? You can't finish a single round of drinks, are you saving it for breeding fish?" Liu Wu snickered, "Or is the drink not tasty without a beauty to accompany you? Xiao Taohong, aren't you going over to keep your Lord Musband company?"
The performer, called Xiao Taohong, giggled and stood up, just about to sit down when Song Zhiyu waved her away, "Shoo, shoo."
Xiao Taohong looked woeful and called softly, "Lord Husband..."
Word had it that Commandery Princess Dongyang was away on official business, and since he's tasted meat before, can he really endure being separated from his wife for so long?
