Last night, Ruo Xuan slept extremely well, better than she ever had before. As a result, she woke up half an hour earlier than usual.
It was still dark outside, and the wedding candles were burning.
When Ruo Xuan opened her eyes, she found herself using Divine Lord Xuanyuan's hand as a pillow, with her entire body wrapped in his embrace, her nose filled with a pleasant scent like that of sunshine.
Thinking that she had never seen Divine Lord Xuanyuan asleep, she couldn't help but quietly lift her head to look at him.
Divine Lord Xuanyuan looked so handsome in his sleep! He wasn't as unapproachable as usual, nor did he seem distant and inviolable.
His sleeping face was soft and handsome, much more approachable and friendly.
Ruo Xuan felt she could watch him like this for a hundred years and never get bored.
So it turned out that Divine Lord Xuanyuan wasn't always the same and unchanging with only one expression.
