When I woke up from my deep sleep again, it was already dark night.
This time it was no longer a dream. She turned her neck with difficulty and looked at her surroundings carefully.
Familiar scenery, familiar layout.
This is the firewood shed in the Chaoyang Palace of the Shengguo Imperial Palace.
——It was later transformed into her room in the small courtyard where she and Hanshuang lived alone.
Sighing, she lay down and looked at the ceiling quietly.
His body was very tired, and his limbs and bones seemed frozen.
I don’t know how long it took for her to sleep.
She wanted to move her fingers, but was surprised to find that her hand had fallen into a warmer palm.
He struggled hard and raised his neck to look.
It turned out that there was a man lying next to the bed, already asleep.
And her hand was held tightly by him.
Frowning slightly, she tried hard to free her hand from the restraints of the man's palm.
Her exertion just happened to wake up the dreamer.
The man felt something strange in his palms, rubbed his sleepy eyes, got up, and saw Bai Yuyue looking at him with round eyes, and couldn't help but be happy: