"Yes."
"I'll sleep for a bit, you go and do your work," An Ning instructed.
Xie Ruotong straightened An Ning's quilt and respectfully took her leave.
Inside the tent, aside from An Ning, there was only a Female Guard attending her.
Her body was utterly exhausted, yet it still couldn't truly fall asleep, even though she knew full well that in her current state, she needed rest.
The moment she closed her eyes, all she could see in her mind was Xiao Jinxing's face.
It was him who threw everything aside to block the Sword for her, who risked everything to save her.
Tears slid from the corners of her eyes.
The pillow grew damp.
Had Xiao Jinxing really disappeared just like that?!
Was he really… never coming back?
She clenched the quilt tightly, the pain in her chest so sharp she could hardly breathe.
Between her and Xiao Jinxing, they hadn't even had a single word of farewell…
...
In the end, An Ning still fell asleep.
Her body's collapse dragged her into a heavy slumber.
