Meng Qianqian returned to her room and continued sleeping.
When she had eaten her fill and opened her eyes again, it was already dawn.
Lu Yuan was sitting quietly in the room, looking at several secret letters that Shangguan Ling had ordered the Jinyi Guards to investigate.
"Awake."
Lu Yuan said.
Meng Qianqian responded with a hum and asked, "Aren't you going to the morning court?"
Lu Yuan replied simply, "No."
Meng Qianqian couldn't help but laugh, "You, it's not like those days dealing with Prime Minister Xun, you don't have to hide anymore."
"Just too lazy to go, that's all."
Lu Yuan said coldly.
Meng Qianqian curled her lips slightly, her eyes sparkling, "I understand, I'm happy that my husband can stay at the mansion to accompany me."
Someone never missed any attractive events, but never uttered a single pleasant word.
Beside Lu Yuan's hand was a wind chime, the very one from the night before given to Meng Qianqian by Yucheng Lou.
