Several hours later, Leng Xiyue turned over in her sound sleep, seemingly wanting to hold something. Her arms closed around nothing. She abruptly opened her eyes, looked at the empty space beside her, and suddenly felt a little lost.
Ever since crossing over, Leng Xiyue had rarely slept this late-or rather, she had never slept soundly. In this other world, she felt little sense of security no matter where she slept. Things had improved somewhat after meeting Tian Meng, but she had needed to cultivate her spiritual power then, passing out from exhaustion every time. The quality of her sleep was easy enough to imagine.
It had been a long time since she had slept straight through until noon like this.
All she could say was that she really did sleep more soundly beside Qian Renxue than ever before. Leng Xiyue did not know why, either. Perhaps it was a trait of the Angel Martial Soul?
Hard to say, hard to say.
Seeing that it was nearly noon, Leng Xiyue hurried out of bed, tidied herself up, and prepared to climb out the window. But when she saw all the people coming and going below, she found herself in a bind again.
In broad daylight, if someone caught me climbing out of the Crown Prince's room, wouldn't that ruin everything?
Just as Leng Xiyue was caught between two choices, she suddenly noticed a note stuck to the bedside table:
"Elder Pufferfish is guarding the door. Just leave through it. After I go out, no one will visit the floor where I am staying, so rest assured."
After reading it, Leng Xiyue relaxed and walked straight out through the door.
A short, stout old man stood outside the room, looking every bit like a brothel attendant. He was leaning against the