Yan Wanqing had been tossed and turned all night, and when she woke up, she found her body dry and her clothes changed.
The near-noon sunlight streamed in through the crack of the door, and she could see dust dancing in the air. The surroundings were serene, her bedding still held the scent of gardenias from his body, all of which made her somewhat dazed.
Time seemed to slow down.
Because of this person.
She clutched her rapidly beating chest, her eyes full of confusion; she didn't quite understand the existence of this emotion.
"Miss, are you awake?" A gentle knocking sound came from outside the door, accompanied by Cong Ge's tender voice.
Yan Wanqing coughed and said, "I'm up."
Cong Ge then led the maids in to prepare her for washing up.
While dressing, Cong Ge told her about the commotion in the front courtyard. Yan Wanqing learned that Sun Wenxing had been taken back by the people from the General Residence, and now only Yan Minsheng was left in Dali Temple.
