'Could it be that she had been repressing herself for so long that she had such dreams to vent her feelings?'
'But why was the man in her dreams always the same?'
'And yet, she could never see his face clearly.'
Zhi Wan couldn't figure it out, so she put it out of her mind.
「Meanwhile, at Qingyun Residence.」
Lu Zhan had also just woken up.
Thinking of what had happened in his dream, his brow furrowed.
'He felt more and more certain that the girl from his dream was real.'
'But which family's young lady could she be?'
Lu Zhan was lost in thought.
He glanced at the hourglass and saw that it was already the Hour of the Tiger. Deciding not to go back to sleep, he rose, washed up, dressed, and prepared to attend the morning court.
By the time he left, he had already returned to his usual solemn and composed self.
...
Zhi Wan woke up late.
She had woken up in the middle of the night and couldn't get back to sleep, only to finally drift off again just before dawn.
