The night fell into tranquility.
Wei Yingying left, and Yingwu ate and drank his fill, sleeping soundly in the small cot.
It was already the third period of the night!
Shen Hua stared with open eyes, tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep no matter what.
She pursed her lips, donning a heavy outer garment, with a charcoal brazier burning inside the room, the girl descended from the bed.
The moonlight was bright and clear, shining through the window lattice, leaving only a scattered frost on the ground. Shen Hua cupped her face, walking over despondently with lethargic steps, and barely cracked the window open when she heard a noise from outside.
In the next instant, the window flung wide open, and Xie Xun leaped in.
He still carried the chill of the night on him.
