The two of them were having breakfast under the pavilion.
The gentle breeze blew by, lifting their long hair.
Strands floated lightly and elegantly, indescribably beautiful.
Neither of them spoke, simply eating quietly.
The atmosphere was surprisingly harmonious, peaceful, and gentle.
After a whole night's exhaustion, Chu Qianli unexpectedly found her appetite so great that she not only ate a bunch of pastries but also drank two full bowls of bird's nest porridge.
Well-fed and satisfied, she immediately felt very sleepy.
Her eyelids were almost too heavy to open.
Feng Yexuan looked at her drooping eyelids with a bit of reluctance but mainly with empathy, "Since the work here is temporarily finished, you should go back and rest."
"Didn't you wait all night to discuss something with me?"
Chu Qianli yawned, truly exhausted and sleepy, but she still forced herself to stay alert, looking at him.
