The moonlight was very bright tonight. It shone through the window curtains and landed on the floor of the room. Like water ripples, the moonlight gently swayed with the swaying of the window curtains.
It was two in the morning, but Xiao Qian still couldn't fall asleep. She got up and went to the balcony.
The night wind caressed his face, bringing with it a slight chill.
The summer in this city was not as hot as in the imperial capital. It was a little hot during the day, but it was still a little cold at night.
xiao qian was holding a glass of water as she leaned against the windowsill, deep in thought.
These days were neither long nor short, but it was enough for him to clear his mind.
