The sky was already bright outside when Song Yunzhao opened her eyes. The man beside her was still there, the two of them tangled in a tight embrace.
It was no wonder she could barely breathe.
Sunlight streamed through the latticed window, spilling onto the bed curtains. As her consciousness slowly returned, she recalled their passion from the night before. Suddenly, she didn't quite want to see his face.
"You're awake?"
Song Yunzhao jumped. Looking up, she met Feng Yi's smiling face.
A wave of irritation washed over her. She pushed at him. "Aren't you holding court today, Your Majesty?"
"Even a donkey at a grindstone gets to rest for a few days. After returning from a great victory, don't I deserve a day off?"
His words made Song Yunzhao laugh. She curled up in his arms, her body shaking with mirth.
