In the chilly late autumn night, the warmth within the room felt exceptionally precious, providing comfort and solace to its inhabitants.
Anticipating the possibility of Shao Yunduan waking up in the middle of the night or needing a drink, Songshi had thoughtfully left an oil lamp emitting a dim yellow light concealed behind a screen, covered with a gauze veil. This thoughtful gesture not only allowed her to sleep undisturbed but also facilitated visibility in the room.
Shortly after Songshi's departure, a faint stirring disrupted the tranquility of the room.
Qiao Wei, who had been hiding in the corner, emerged with cautious steps. Her eyes fell upon Shao Yunduan lying on the bed, and a contemptuous sneer appeared on her face.
She was convinced that Shao Yunduan was thoroughly inebriated and out of his senses. With this belief, she approached the bed, standing there with an air of arrogance, and gazed down at him with disdain and bitterness in her eyes.
