Midnight.
The cold wind was desolate, and from outside came a faint rustling sound. Lin Jiaojiao, who was fast asleep, turned over.
Suddenly! She felt a chill on her back and woke up with a start, sitting up in the instant her eyes opened!
However, as she sat on the bed and looked around, there was nothing in the faint candlelight. She must have had a nightmare and been startled awake.
Just then, in the stillness where she could hear her heartbeat, a slightly hurried footsteps sounded, making one's heart inexplicably apprehensive.
There was a knock on the door, followed by a woman's voice: "Your Highness, it's me, Qingtao."
Thud, thud, thud.
After five or six knocks, she finally spoke as if unsealed: "Come in."
Qingtao opened the door and walked in. Looking at the already seated princess, she bowed and said, "Please accompany this servant to the Minghua Pavilion."
