The feeling of dizziness lasted exceptionally long this time, seemingly almost ten minutes before it slowly subsided.
Fortunately, Ye You held Qin Sisi's hand tightly, the warmth keeping her from completely losing her senses, and invisibly guiding her direction.
For a few minutes, Qin Sisi leaned closely against Ye You's shoulder, her body weight almost entirely on him. Ye You paused, slightly surprised, and wrapped his arm around her waist.
Amidst the brilliant fireworks and tidal waves of cheers, the two entered the Phoenix Palace together, the red silk drapes hung low, and the spacious bed was adorned with red brocade, festive and suggestive.
Ye You sat down on the bed with Qin Sisi in his arms, gently lifted her chin, and asked softly with concern, "What's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?"
Thinking about the upcoming visits from the various families and the grand banquet in the evening, Qin Sisi smiled and shook her head, replying, "It's nothing, maybe just a bit tired."
