Returning to Qianqiu Palace, after handing Yuanyuan to the wet nurse, Shang Ruyi sat down to rest. Just as she was lightly dozing while leaning against the bed, she heard a set of familiar footsteps approaching. The closer they came, the lighter the steps became, as if afraid to wake her from her beautiful dream.
Until the footsteps stopped in front of her, the rustling sound of clothes reached her ears, and a familiar presence closed in.
Warm breath blew onto her face.
Shang Ruyi tried hard to control her breathing and heartbeat, but the next moment, she felt her eyelashes being gently brushed by someone's fingertips, like fingers strumming across a zither string. The ticklish sensation was unbearable, and she suddenly opened her eyes, meeting Yu Wenye's deep, smiling gaze.
Shang Ruyi chuckled in exasperation and said, "Why disturb someone's peaceful dream like this!"
Yu Wenye replied, "How could you have a peaceful dream if you're only pretending to sleep?"
"Hmph!"
