Jiang Ning sat up, hugging her quilt, with just her head visible.
She was actually wearing clothes - she just didn't want to let go of the warmth inside the quilt.
With her hair let down, she looked pure and innocent in the dim light of the lantern, like a child.
"Would Your Highness like to say it like this or wait for me to get dressed and go outside?" she asked.
"Let's just say it like this." Li Hongyuan stood with his hands behind his back, "I have to go back later."
"To Concubine Li's place?"
"Are you jealous of Concubine Li?" Li Hongyuan raised his eyebrows and asked.
"As a wife, how is it possible not to feel some jealousy toward my husband's concubines?" Jiang Ning lowered her eyes, her voice melancholic.
In the cold night, she seemed somewhat fragile.
Li Hongyuan was silent for a moment and said, "I need to go back to the Crystal Frost Hall later, there are still some political affairs that need to be handled. Did you need me for something?"
