In the distance, the Hidden Guard watched Xingxing running wildly, her steps as if dancing on his heart, making it throb with anticipation.
The Hidden Guard spurred his horse back to camp, exhausted, planning to take a bath and hit the bed.
Just as he was about to sleep, he learned that Xingxing had food poisoning and was making constant trips to the latrine.
The Hidden Guard felt a jolt in his heart, could it be the pastries he bought that upset her stomach?
Upon inquiry, it was indeed so, and he was at a loss, not knowing what to do.
He just dreamed of giving her stone-filled buns, breaking her teeth, which angered him half to death.
Now, after the pastries he brought caused her diarrhea, the Hidden Guard could only wonder what kind of revenge Xingxing was plotting against him—
Since learning about Xingxing's upset stomach, he's sneezed no less than ten times.
Xingxing dragged her weary body over, feeling as if she had lost half her life.
