It was late at night, and it was quiet.
At home, everyone was asleep except for little Daoist Xian, who was still tossing and turning in bed, unable to sleep.
In the end, he couldn't help but get out of bed.
She slipped out of the door in her little slippers and walked along the dimly lit corridor to the innermost room.
That room was Xuanji's ugly Chu Xia's.
The lights were still on in the room.
However, Chu Xia had already fallen asleep.
Zixian quietly pushed the door open and walked in quietly, as if he was afraid that he would wake Chu Xia up from her sleep.
It wasn't that he was afraid of disturbing her sleep. Of course, it was because Yingluo didn't want her to find out that he had secretly come to see her!
Chu Xia was sleeping on her stomach. Zixian walked in and stopped by her bed.
