Jingyue looked at her phone and shook her head. "Looks like I interrupted them. Her phone's even turned off. Were they really that desperate?"
Jingyue was her usual self now. She glanced at her master, who was lying in the bed beside her. "The Saintess is so much better. She didn't do anything reckless. All she needs is a little rest, and then we can just switch her to a different mode. Right, Master?
'Oh, right. I forgot you almost broke yourself playing with both modes.
It's not convenient for you to talk right now.'
Yue Xi: "..."
'When I get back, I'm going to kill that little brat.'
Jingyue then looked out the window, muttering to herself, "But... this just doesn't make any sense. How are the two of them not giving each other the cold shoulder? Aren't they fighting?
They were on the verge of divorce, but the moment they got back, they were all over each other like nothing ever happened."
