Li Xueyue didn't know what else to do. She sat on the edge of the bed, swinging her legs out of pure boredom. This room was beautiful and perfectly furnished but it wasn't to her liking. There wasn't a single book to entertain herself with.
She let out a quiet sigh and observed the rugs that covered the floor in the room. She had never seen rugs so elegantly designed, yet so colorful. She wondered if it was Hanjian's specialty.
Her arms rested on either side of her whilst she hummed a quiet tune to herself. Perhaps it would be better to sleep? At least, the morning would quickly come.
She was startled upon hearing loud thuds outside the room. What was that? She had barely raised her head when the doors slammed open. A rush of cold air gushed inside, sending chills down her spine.
Her eyes grew wide. She didn't know how it happened, or why it happened. But she cried. The sight of him brought indescribable relief.
