The next morning, Mei Liang was startled awake by the sound of knocking on the door. As she blinked her eyes open, a wave of heat rushed to her cheeks.
She was curled up in Xiang Long Wei's arms.
Her hands clutched his robe like a lifeline, her legs tangled tightly with his as if she were trying to imprint herself onto his very skin.
How did this happen? she panicked, heart pounding. She wasn't the type to move around in her sleep… and with her injury, she shouldn't have been able to move at all!
Before she could figure it out, she slowly raised her head—only to meet the emperor's gaze.
He was already awake, watching her with undisguised amusement.
Those eyes…
His expression clearly said, So, you finally realized?
Instantly flustered, Mei Liang shoved herself away from him as if scalded. Her body stiffened in embarrassment.
"Your Majesty should check who is at the door. I—I'll go freshen up," she mumbled and fled toward the screen with a change of clothes in hand.
