After two days and a night without closing her eyes, Shen Li still didn't feel the slightest drowsiness.
She sat up, clutching the quilt and sitting on the bed.
Fighter jets, tanks, the Imperial Palace turned into ruins.
It all seemed so real, yet felt like a dream.
"Madam, you're up so early..."
The maid said with a smile, walking lightly over and going to the window, she reached out to draw the curtains open.
The morning sunshine spilled in through the glass, bright and beautiful.
As the window was pushed open, a gentle breeze followed, carrying with it the scent of flowers.
"I didn't sleep at all," Shen Li muttered to herself.
The chaotic bombings of the night were like a dream, yet the current tranquility felt more like the calm before the storm to her.
Soon, the waves would engulf her.
"Do you have any instructions?" the maid asked, not hearing Shen Li's mutterings.
"No instructions," Shen Li replied. "Where's Sir?"
"I'm here."
