Flowing clouds covered the silver moon, and the mansion with white walls and blue tiles became dark.
All the women in the back residence were asleep. Only in the west courtyard were there faint voices.
"Little Chick, come here."
"Chirp?"
"What are you saying? Should I call you Lazybones?"
"Chirp chirp chirp!"
…
In the main courtyard, the curtains in the elegant boudoir were hanging down, and Pei Xiangjun was lying on her side, sleeping soundly on her pillow.
Because it was midsummer, the thin blanket was only slightly draped around her waist. Her upper body was wearing a triangular undergarment made of water cloud brocade. Under her pear-shaped waist, she was wearing very cool clothes.
After returning from the fight near the East Market, Pei Xiangjun took some medicine and fell asleep early. According to her usual habits, she would wake up naturally early in the morning.
