Zhi Wan hung up the official's robes. When she walked back, Lu Zhan was already lying down.
"Do you want to rest a bit more?" Lu Zhan asked, his dark eyes twinkling with amusement as he looked at her.
"No, I lay in bed all day yesterday and slept through the night. I'm not tired now." Zhi Wan picked up a silk fan, sat by the bed, and began to gently fan him. "You should get some sleep."
"Mm," Lu Zhan hummed in response and closed his eyes.
He must have been truly exhausted, as he fell asleep not long after.
Zhi Wan fanned him while studying his features.
Her cousin's features were handsome and sharp. When he was awake, he gave off an air of stern aloofness. But in sleep, his thick, long lashes rested softly on his eyelids, softening the lines of his face and giving him a very gentle appearance.
Zhi Wan was mesmerized, the fan in her hand waving intermittently.
It wasn't until Shuang'er came in to tell her that Lady Wei had arrived.
Only then did she snap back to her senses.
