In the deep of night, all was quiet as the clamor faded away.
Outside the luxurious tent, pearls glimmered like the dim moon at the horizon.
Tang Xiaobai stared blankly, her mind still lingering on the scene she witnessed at the lantern market, unable to sleep.
The maid on night watch had already fallen asleep, emitting faint snores.
Tang Xiaobai lay there for a while longer, but eventually got up.
Without disturbing the maid, she wrapped herself in a cloak and tiptoed out of the room.
The courtyard was desolate, the moonlight was like frost.
She estimated the time; it was roughly around midnight, not long since they returned to the manor, so perhaps Tang Ziqian was still dealing with that matter.
Since she couldn't sleep anyway, she also wanted to find out.
However, when she reached the door between the inner and outer residence, Tang Xiaobai recalled that the door to the inner residence was locked at night.
