Jingliu retraced her steps to Xianyu's room, took hold of the door handle, and slowly pressed it down to open the master bedroom door.
She stepped inside quietly, went around to the other side of the bed, and carefully lifted a corner of the covers before slowly lying down on her back.
Listening to the steady breathing beside her, Jingliu let out a breath of relief.
Good, I didn't wake him.
Come to think of it, Xianyu had always been a deep sleeper. Back when they practiced swordsmanship together, he either overslept or stayed up all night waiting for her.
Xianyu could hold his liquor exceptionally well and had only gotten drunk a handful of times. Those few occasions had all been thanks to Dan Feng's liquor.
This time, Jingliu had specifically brought the liquor Dan Feng had given her.
She had intended to share a drink with Xianyu, only to end up feeding all of it to him.
At victory banquets, Jingliu had seen plenty of drunken behavior. Some people made a noisy fuss, while others collapsed and stayed down.
By comparison, Xianyu was particularly easy to deal with when drunk. He still retained his reason and either stayed quietly where he was or went to sleep.
Before drunkenness and drowsiness overwhelmed him, Xianyu had even remembered to tell her to rest in the other master bedroom.
Jingliu didn't know how to describe her feelings.
Xianyu valued their relationship so much that he watched his boundaries at every moment, afraid of crossing the line.
All that talk of wedding wine and the hair-binding ceremony...
Jingliu was touched by his sincerity, but at the same time, she felt he was utterly oblivious to romance.
There was no helping it. That was just the kind of person he was.
Once he