The last time at the inn, she had been forced to "listen" to Song Qingshu torment her senior sister all night. Then, one thing after another had happened in the Ancient Tomb. Though Xiaolongnü was still pure and untouched, she had become all too familiar with such sounds.
The shock was no small matter. She had still been half-asleep, but all drowsiness vanished at once. Instinctively, she turned to look beside her. After only one glance, she hastily turned back, her slightly pale cheeks instantly flushing crimson. "Brother-in-law is such a bastard! He's doing this sort of thing right in front of me again!"
This night was destined to be a sleepless one. Xiaolongnü had waited for the two beside her to fall asleep so that she could quietly leave, but after waiting for a long time, they showed no intention of stopping.
After all, she had only just recovered from serious injuries and had little energy left. She waited and waited, but before the two beside her fell asleep, she herself drifted off first.
Not long after dawn the next day, Xiaolongnü opened her eyes. She glanced toward the next bed and saw Daiqisi's snow-white thigh exposed outside the quilt. Blushing, she spat softly, then carefully climbed out of bed.
Throughout the process, she bit her lip tightly, her lovely face so red it seemed ready to drip blood. After gathering her belongings, she fled as though escaping, lifting the tent flap and running out without even daring to look back.
Song Qingshu woke the moment Xiaolongnü got up. Knowing how awkward the situation was, he continued pretending to sleep. Only after he knew she had run out did he abruptly sit up.
"What is it?" Song Qingshu's movement had been too sudden, waking Daiqisi as well.