Although she hadn't left the tent since waking up, from the commotion outside, Shang Ruyi knew it should be nearing dusk now, as the sounds throughout the military camp gradually subsided, leaving only the patrol teams occasionally passing by outside, with the rhythmic sound of their footsteps.
At this time, it was naturally time to rest.
So, Shang Ruyi lay down by herself, afraid she might press onto her wound, more like fearing that she'd bump into someone if they suddenly entered the tent, she turned to her side, facing away from the entrance, and fell asleep.
But having been in a stupor for two days, she really couldn't fall asleep again, and what's more—
Whenever she recalled what had happened before, her heart throbbed wildly, that intense upheaval even prevented her from lying quietly on her side, making her whole body shiver.
Why did it feel like this?
She couldn't help but reach out and grip the collar of her clothes tightly at her chest.
