The Imperial Advisor's Residence.
Jiang Ning opened his eyes and abruptly sat up, bracing himself with both hands on the bed.
What his hands touched was not the cold Bamboo Bed, but smooth, warm skin.
He turned his head to the side and saw Su Qingying, who had also opened her eyes.
At that moment, a trace of surprise appeared on Su Qingying's face as well.
"Why are you in my bed?" Jiang Ning asked first, catching her off guard.
"God Lord, you suddenly disappeared from my room last night. Later, I returned to my bed to rest!" Su Qingying began.
Jiang Ning nodded, then glanced at her again. "Put your clothes on!"
After saying that, he rose and calmly took out his clothes, dressing himself.
At that very moment, combining this with what Su Qingying had said, he understood.
What he had seen and encountered last night had been neither an illusion nor a dream. It had truly happened.
He also understood what the mysterious woman beside Moon Lake had meant when she said that one day she would need his help.
Thinking of that, and of what had happened last night, he suddenly felt several layers of pressure weigh upon him.
Qingyi had been part of the Old King's scheme in the Royal Capital, yet he had plucked the fruit last night, seized the harvest, and taken Qingyi's untouched body.
Once the Old King learned of this, it would certainly bring him trouble.
As these thoughts turned in his mind, he had already finished putting on his inner garments.
He turned his head. Su Qingying had also finished dressing.
Elsewhere.
Knock, knock, knock—
The gates of the Imperial Advisor's Residence were knocked upon in the early morning.
The sound of knocking traveled far through the tranquil dawn.