After luxuriating in their refreshing baths, Yan Xing and Zhao Ling settled onto the inviting expanse of the shared bed. The soft sheets caressed their weary bodies, offering respite and a sense of tranquility.
Yan Xing turned his head towards Zhao Ling, his gaze filled with concern. "Are you comfortable?" he inquired, his voice gentle and filled with genuine care.
The spacious bed allowed them ample room, ensuring their individual comfort. Though they lay side by side, the boundaries of their separate quilts provided a sense of privacy and personal space.
With a contented sigh, Zhao Ling responded, her eyes gently closed as she basked in the serene atmosphere. "Yes, the fifth prince's bed is truly comfortable," she acknowledged, her voice laced with satisfaction.
