The morning sunlight spilled onto Wu Wang's bedside. On the bed, the fox girl lay alone, sleeping soundly. She slowly opened her eyes, which seemed to hide sparkling gems.
"You're awake?"
A gentle female voice from the side startled Lu'er, the fox girl, as she sat up in a daze.
She looked toward the chair in front of her and saw an intelligent and elegant older sister gracefully sipping her tea.
"Another nightmare?"
"Who are you?"
"I am Qing Shan..."
Lu'er's face filled with shock, as if she had discovered some secret.
Yun Zhongjun let out a deep breath and chuckled, "Your Second Sister."
"Second Sister? Isn't Lord Qing Shan an orphan?"
"Indeed. I am just a close friend who has come to see him as a younger brother."
As Yun Zhongjun said this, he felt a slight, secret thrill in the pit of his stomach for some reason.
