"It's getting late. I won't disturb your rest, Your Highness."
"Are you going to come over yourself, or should I get down there and carry you up?"
"..."
Seeing Song Lianhe still standing frozen in place, he threw back the covers and made to get up.
"There's no need to trouble yourself! I'm coming..."
Song Lianhe reluctantly shuffled over and lay down on the very edge of the bed, still fully dressed. With her back to him, she didn't dare move a muscle, her body as stiff as a board.
'Actually, it wasn't hard to figure out Zhou Cangyan's motive. They say that reuniting after time apart is even better than a wedding night.'
'Since they were husband and wife, what couple wouldn't sleep together after being reunited?'
'It was all for show.'
'She got it.'
Suddenly, an arm wrapped around her waist.
She froze in fright. "Y-Your Highness?"
"I'm cold."
All she got was this seemingly reasonable answer.
