Before they knew it, a fish-belly white had begun to show in the east.
The rain had not stopped, and everything outside the window remained shrouded in darkness. Jiang Xian had lit a candle and was now sitting sideways on Xie Jinhuan's back, her hands on his shoulders, as she said with concern:
"You've done over a thousand already. Why don't you rest a while?"
Xie Jinhuan braced both hands on the bed and did weighted push-ups, his back muscles feeling Miss Xian'er's soft, springy touch as he did his best to stay focused. "It's fine. If I rest, I'll fall asleep. This little bit of exercise is just a warm-up. It won't kill me."
Seeing all the things Xie Jinhuan was doing to stay awake, Jiang Xian really did feel sorry for him. But there was little she could do to help beyond sitting on his back as a weight and finding things to chat about. After waiting like this for who knew how long, they finally heard a sound outside the door:
"Huh? What the hell is this place? Wasn't I going to the sea of flowers...?"
Hearing Great Immortal Zisu's voice, Xie Jinhuan was like a rough fellow who had been holding it in for years suddenly catching sight of a fresh, lovely young wife. His eyes brightened as he turned his head.
"Zisu?"
"Huh? Brother Xie..."
Tap, tap, tap...
A response came immediately from outside, followed by the exquisitely pretty Zisu pushing open the door and walking in. Seeing Xie Jinhuan lying on the bed with Jiang Xian sitting on him, she paused in surprise.
"What are you two...?"
Jiang Xian was frantic and hurriedly got off him.
"Young Master Xie is hurt. The Empress Dowager said he mustn't fall asleep. Hurry and take a look