Zuko was now completely sober. He hadn’t had time to react when Nicholas dragged him away, and then his ears were filled with the man’s voice narrating how he had made full use of the washboard back in the day, how he had pacified Linda, and so on.

While listening to the stories, Zuko found another glass of vodka in his hand. By the end of it, he had lost track of how much he had drunk.

In a daze, he felt a soft hand hooking onto his arm, and a gentle voice whispered in his ear, “You’ve had so much to drink. What do we do now?”

“Let Zuko stay here! He’s not an outsider,” Linda said.

“Which room should he stay in?” Lina asked.

When Zuko woke up, he was lying in a beautiful princess room—Lina’s. The air was filled with a familiar fragrance, and a lovely thought crossed his mind.

He had drunk too much yesterday, and it seemed Lina had helped him.

‘Did we have…’

Zuko couldn’t control his smile and subconsciously felt the space beside him.

However, there was no residual warmth. He lifted the blanket and noticed that his clothes were intact. Nothing had happened. It seemed that the beautiful thought was just his imagination.

his temples throbbed. The fragrance of the pillow made him unable to resist his wandering thoughts, and he buried his face in it to sniff it

not be content with just this. No,

with a naughty idea when Lina walked in with some

down and pretended to

worry. Her soft hand moved from his forehead down his

beyond his neck, but a certain part of

called a few times, but he didn’t

and said softly, “You shouldn’t force

you

was poisoned, Lina panicked and was about to rush out of

“Dad! Mom!”

Zuko

see him looking refreshed and not at all like

“You…”

he had gone too far with his acting

and observed him carefully. “You

hold her hand, gently

hear me

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