When Liu Xu arrived at her small courtyard, she saw Zhao Yu. Liu Xu was now taking a nap in the courtyard, seemingly worn out from reading, leaning against the Imperial Concubine Couch.
Zhao Yu had a smile on his face as he covered Liu Xu with a blanket, his expression full of gentleness.
Then he closed the book that Liu Xu had been reading.
Tang Peizhong walked up to Zhao Yu, suppressing his anger, maintaining a semblance of courtesy.
"Zhao Yu, I have something to discuss with Xuxu."
Zhao Yu looked up, somewhat surprised at his polite demeanor. He looked at Liu Xu, then at Tang Peizhong.
"Alright."
Their conversation woke Liu Xu, and she slowly opened her eyes.
At first, she saw Zhao Yu.
Zhao Yu helped Liu Xu sit up, his face softened by a gentle smile.
"Why did you wake up? Don't you want to sleep a bit longer?"
Liu Xu shook her head, and when she turned her gaze to Tang Peizhong, the tenderness in her eyes was gone, replaced by coldness.
