Flourishing like a dream.
On the Lantern Festival, Dragon Tail City remained awake all night, the lights never ceasing. As they walked back to the quiet of the Prince Mansion, the sea of lights gradually receded into the distance.
The mist here was much thinner, and one could see the full moon at night if looked up. After a whole day of busyness, both were tired, nearly falling asleep as soon as they hit the bed.
Who knows how much time had passed.
Qin Qingluo slowly opened her eyes, sat up on the bed, and noticed that the night was deeper and darker than before. Through the window lattice, the faint glow from Dragon Tail City was no longer visible.
She turned her head and silently gazed at the person in the pitch darkness.
Seemingly sensing something missing from his embrace, the person on the bed opened his eyes, gave her a smile, and said sleepily:
"Why did you wake up in the middle of the night?"
"I thought about you leaving."
"...I will come back."
Chen Yi added:
