Watching Shen Biqun undress right in front of him, Song Qingshu was utterly dumbfounded. Though he had deliberately misled her to make their time together easier, for her to strip before him like this was far too carefree.
But at this point, it was inconvenient for him to say anything. If she learned the truth and flew into a rage out of humiliation, things would become troublesome. Still, he had no intention of taking advantage of her, so he quietly turned around.
Women were naturally more perceptive. Though his movement had been slight, Shen Biqun noticed it. She had not expected him to be such a gentleman, and warmth rose in her heart as her gaze softened. But when she remembered that he had been sent to the Department of Ceremonial Affairs, she felt distressed again.
She had spent the entire previous night unable to sleep, anxious over entering the palace today. Then she had gone through the wedding snatching and Yelü Hongji's fright just now. Once she finally relaxed, drowsiness surged over Shen Biqun, and she quickly fell asleep.
She had no idea how long she had slept when she suddenly felt someone shaking her by the bed. Shen Biqun woke with a start, clutching the blanket tightly over her chest.
Seeing her like a startled rabbit, Song Qingshu could not help but laugh. "I just wanted to remind you that Yelü Hongji is about to wake up. You should get ready in advance."
"So it was you," Shen Biqun said as she gradually came back to herself, looking a little embarrassed. Then she noticed the faintly bright sky outside and cried out, "I slept all night?"
Song Qingshu looked equally dejected. "I didn't expect you to sleep for so long either. I had planned for you to rest