Liu Ji slept for a full day and night.
When the winter sun pierced through his eyes in the morning, the thin snow from the previous night had long melted.
Sleeping too long, he felt a bit dazed.
Staring at the unfamiliar bed canopy above and the strange arrangements around, Liu Ji was stunned for quite a while.
It suddenly occurred to him that this was Qin Yao's room.
And he was sleeping in Qin Yao's bed.
Unable to hold back, Liu Ji chuckled.
His heart was full of happiness.
But there was no sign of Qin Yao in the room.
The courtyard was also very quiet, so quiet that it inexplicably filled Liu Ji with unease.
He got dressed and got out of bed, unable to resist looking around the room that he had struggled so hard to be in.
Anyway, he was very interested in everything about Qin Yao.
Liu Ji felt that the room was missing something.
The weapon rack was empty.
He distinctly remembered seeing them before he slept.
