The past two or three months had drifted by slowly. Su Xiaoxiao felt it was excruciatingly slow, wishing the sun and moon could switch places faster when changing shifts. Why couldn't they slack off at work like she did!
As for the lively gatherings her great-grandmother and the other young ladies attended on usual days, the little Fox Demon always concocted some lame excuse to politely decline. She didn't want to go out.
She was waiting for Zhao Lang.
After all, this wasn't Qiantang Mountain; it was a strange place called the Taiching Four Mansions, and there were many strange and unfamiliar people around. The normally lively and active Su Xiaoxiao thought it best to go out less, not like the other young ladies.
According to the books Su Xiaoxiao had read, she had seriously summarized her experiences.
Generally, after a scholar and a Fox Demon got together and lived happily for a while, it wouldn't be long before some despicable villain appeared to beat the loving birds.
