After experiencing an endlessly long and restless night, the last person awake in Feng Courtyard finally fell into slumber.
The crescent moon crawled out from behind the clouds, resonating with the twinkling stars. The hot summer gradually drew to a close, and even the noisy cicadas had quieted down considerably.
Everyone slept deeply throughout the night.
The next day, a faint hint of dawn appeared in the east, and the slumbering Shengdu awakened in the early morning light.
The people of Feng Courtyard began their busy day.
The first to wake was Little Jingkong.
For a while now, he had been pressed into being a little companion by his bothersome brother-in-law, unable to openly move in and stay with Gu Jiao. As a result, he habitually expressed his strong discontent through a bout of morning grumpiness each day.
However, this morning, when he opened his eyes, he found himself lying in an unfamiliar small bed.
Huh?
