Within the silent tent.
Song Yanqing simply watched Xie Ruotong's gaze on Lin Qianyu.
Lin Qianyu was facing away from him; he couldn't see Lin Qianyu's face. Presumably, Lin Qianyu might not have woken up yet.
Upon waking, how delighted he must be.
To receive a look so tender from Xie Ruotong, how joyful he must feel.
It's a sight he hasn't seen in a very, very long time.
Xie Ruotong smiled at someone.
Now, she was smiling at Lin Qianyu, her lips curving upward.
Song Yanqing turned and left.
Before Xie Ruotong had the chance to notice him.
Perhaps she did notice.
But she could choose to ignore.
He left.
Unable to sleep the entire night.
Even more so since the Prince was in his tent.
As dawn broke, he lingered outside Xie Ruotong's tent.
Only until just now did he muster the courage to enter and see her.
Wanting to see if she had awakened yet?
Wanting to see if she was still in pain?
Wanting to see if she was still crying?
