The next day, a cool breeze brought a refreshing feeling. Wufu woke up later than usual, and when she turned over, she looked around her sleeping quarters and found herself alone.
Where's Ah Jiu?
They were chatting last night, and she just fell asleep. Hmm, was it a dream? Did he never show up?
Wufu hugged the blanket and let her thoughts wander. Was it a dream?
"Young lady, are you awake?" Purple Jade lifted the beaded curtain of the room and saw Wufu sitting on the bed, looking bewildered. She couldn't help but laugh.
"Purple Jade, you came at just the right time." Wufu waved her hand and said, "Did you hear any sounds last night?"
Purple Jade held back her laughter, deliberately showing a puzzled expression: "Sounds? What sounds? This servant didn't hear anything!"
"Really?" Wufu said awkwardly, muttering, "It was really like a dream, so real!"
Pfft!
