Under the lamplight, her skin was like peach blossoms.
"It's late, let's sleep."
"Oh."
Putting away the spoils on the table, Xu Zhenguan got into bed, Zhao Douan made a makeshift bed on the floor. The latter extinguished the candle in the room with a wave of his hand, plunging it into darkness.
Moonlight streamed in through the paper-covered window.
Xu Zhenguan said softly: "The Yin Yang Tree is extraordinary, but it can't help you breakthrough in just one or two tries. We'll need to stay here for some more days."
"This will delay Her Majesty's journey back to the capital." Zhao Douan hesitated to speak.
Xu Zhenguan was silent for a moment and said, "It doesn't matter. Breaking through is more important."
Compared to traveling a few more days, whether Zhao Douan can advance is related to the dynasty's future direction. She thought it through clearly.
"Okay."
"Sleep."
"Alright."
The sound of insects and dogs barking, an uneventful night passed.
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