Who would have thought that the Herrscher of Knowledge, who once commanded the winds and clouds, would fall beneath three fingers?
"And you, staying up this late instead of sleeping—you can attend me tonight." Chen Luo looked at the Book of Cang Xuan, which seemed to be provoking the Herrscher of Knowledge, then grabbed it by the collar before it even had time to run.
"Hey, wait! We agreed it was Xiao You's turn tonight." The Book of Cang Xuan tried to resist.
"Better early than late. Right?" Chen Luo carried the Book of Cang Xuan away.
"...I told you to sleep on the bed, not sleep in my bed." When Chen Luo returned to his room, he found the Herrscher of Knowledge already lying on his bed.
The Herrscher of Knowledge had her own room, but she might not sleep there even once in ten days.
"The Herrscher of Knowledge can't hear you. The Herrscher of Knowledge has already fallen asleep."
"...Then move over and leave me some room." Chen Luo said with a dark expression.
Chen Luo had already gotten used to sharing a bed with the Herrscher of Knowledge.
Hmm, would there be any ambiguous feelings?
Chen Luo said he no longer had such worldly desires.
Chen Luo knew his place very well: either he was a body pillow, or he was there to warm the bed.
Fortunately, Chen Luo had dragged the Book of Cang Xuan along today, so he could have a body pillow too.
As for Judgement of Thunder? It had gone straight back to Puppet World to sleep.
And that night, after falling asleep, Chen Luo had a dream for the first time in a long while.
Some said dreams were the opposite of reality, while others said dreams reflected a person's true