After dinner, Hua Yan noticed the evident weariness in Yun Chi's eyes and knew that his body was already frail from saving her. Having been through an entire day's turmoil, she hurried him to rest.
Indeed, Yun Chi was tired. He lay in bed and quickly fell asleep.
Hua Yan, however, felt no sleepiness, but still silently lay in his arms, listening to the evenness of his breathing and quietly watching his sleeping face.
The moonlight poured in, casting a clear brilliance through the window and into the bedchamber, illuminating the curtains. This man possessed a unique beauty in the world, his complexion was like jade, flawless as exquisite gemstones.
Eyebrows, contours, collarbones…every detail was meticulously carved and crafted.
Because of the hot weather, he wore only a thin undershirt with a brocade quilt covering up to his waist. One arm held her, and the other served as her pillow under her head.
