The night was alluring, the moon hanging high in the sky.
A cool breeze stirred the enchanting and intoxicating intimacy of the night.
「The next morning.」
Su Qing went to the morning court session.
Fei Chen, who was accompanying him, could tell at a glance that his master was in an excellent mood.
After returning from court, he even went to his study and reviewed far more memorials than usual.
Fei Chen recalled the sounds from the bedroom last night, which had continued until just before dawn.
'Poor Su Ye must have had a rough time.'
Meanwhile, in the bedroom.
The exhausted Su Ye didn't manage to drag herself out of bed until the sun was already high in the sky.
She climbed off the bed, one hand pressed to her lower back. After taking two steps, she leaned her other hand against a folding screen for support.
She was the one paying the price for trying not to upset that frail and sensitive Snake-man.
