Morning.
I don't know which mischievous bird it was, singing merrily and melodiously on the tree branch before dawn.
The chirping ceased only when the sun moved high in the sky.
The always tightly closed door was gently pushed open. The Empress emerged already dressed and fresh. Her pale face was tinged with a rosy hue, her eyes gleamed, and her smile was dazzlingly charming.
In contrast, Elder Changning appeared to tread lightly, occasionally rubbing his waist.
Absence makes the heart grow fonder.
Last night was indeed a bit wild.
Jiang Shaohua smiled lightly, saying, "I'll take a lap around the Imperial Manor. You just don't go, take a rest."
Cui Du stubbornly said, "I'm not tired at all, I'll run with you."
Jiang Shaohua did not expose him, nodded agreeably, "That's fine."
