The next day, at Duke An's Mansion, in the courtyard where Chu Juan resided.
Amidst the canopy, Chen Mo lay asleep with his eyes closed. Possibly due to the months spent in the military, the long journey, and busy military duties, along with the crude conditions in the army, his previous sleep quality wasn't good.
Upon returning, lying on the broad bed surrounded by aromatic incense, accompanied by a beauty, with a soft pillow, Chen Mo had a wonderful sleep.
It was indeed a good sleep, even his dreams were sweet dreams.
He dreamt of a winter scene where the room was cold, yet there was no firewood or cotton quilt for warmth. Instead, it was Mi'Er, An Niang, and the others who used their bodies to keep him warm, wrapping him in a realm of tenderness.
On the pillow, Chen Mo frowned slightly, feeling the urge to urinate, and directly woke up. He turned his head in confusion, noticing Chu Juan was no longer beside him. Looking down again...
Chen Mo was startled.
