Wangshu Palace.
Practice Room.
The two of them just stared at each other quietly for a while.
Gu Xiangzhu felt that she never should have come to the Imperial Palace seventeen years ago. If she hadn't come, she wouldn't have been saddled with this "son" of hers.
She had thought that by becoming the Demon Sect Saintess, she could stay away from stinking men for the rest of her life.
After entering the palace, even Zhao Huan had been bluffed by her into keeping his distance.
But she never expected that all sorts of physical contact, both proper and improper, would be taken advantage of by this young brat.
'A foot bath?'
Just thinking about such a scene made Gu Xiangzhu's head buzz.
'I just want to devote myself to the grand enterprise of Alchemy as soon as possible.'
'What did I do wrong?'
'I have my limits!'
'This kid is an absolute scoundrel!'
"Alright!"
Gu Xiangzhu nodded. "I'll have to trouble you then, Ci."
'Fine!'
