The Romance of a Sma

He wore a short, blue tunic and a white robe. Though made of cloth, it was neatly arranged and looked refreshingly clean. Beads of sweat had already gathered on his forehead, and his face flushed red.,Li Wangyu was startled by Pei Lan's words, her fingers stiffening before she could reply for a long time. "No need," she finally managed to say, "just go out. I'll wash myself.",Li Wangyu was soaking in a hot bath, still grumbling about the unreliable driver who had sent him soul-transmigrating to the Tang Dynasty. He suddenly heard a sharp cry, followed by a black shadow appearing out of thin air.。