A night of good dreams, with the spring breeze stretching for ten miles.
When Shang Ruyi awoke from a warm, tingling, almost cloying dream, the room was already bright. She opened her eyes, looking at the beam above her head, and it took a while before she could barely regain her senses.
Is it already daylight...?
But she still felt so tired.
Not only did she not sleep enough, but her body felt as if all her bones had been taken apart and reassembled, so weak that she couldn't even muster the strength to move a finger.
Yet, even so, she struggled, using the effort she had accumulated for half a day, to barely turn her head—
Next to her, it was completely empty!?
Where is Yu Wenye?
