When Xue Yansi awoke once more, he found himself lying in an unfamiliar room. The room was warmly and ordinarily decorated, yet exuded a hint of antiquity.
A delicately crafted incense burner was placed on the table beside the bed, releasing a faint fragrance that was refreshing to the spirit, calming even the mood.
Yet as Xue Yansi looked at everything before him, he froze, for he had never been here before.
Where is this place?
He looked down, and a hint of astonishment appeared on his cool, handsome face—he was wearing a silk, silvery white robe.
These were not his clothes.
Who changed them for him?
Just as he was perplexed, footsteps sounded at the door.
Shortly after, the door opened with a "click."
Shen Tang walked in carrying a basin of hot water. Upon seeing the man awake, she happily said, "Great, you're awake."
Xue Yansi froze briefly, his expression turning even more peculiar, "…It's you again."
How could he be here?
How could he be with her?
