That night!

Wei Yi continued sleeping on the soft couch, sleeping soundly as if nothing could disturb him.

Meanwhile, Ji Yunshu plunged back into endless work.

Candle after candle was replaced as she drew repeatedly on paper over and over again.

The late night grew increasingly cold—

Eventually unable to endure it any longer, she fell asleep slumped over the desk.

After an unknown amount of time, she felt her body being gently lifted and pressed against something soft.

A faint scent also lingered around the tip of her nose!

Warm!

Comfortable!

Perhaps because she was too exhausted, her eyelids fought each other, and she simply couldn’t open them.

Instead, she burrowed toward that soft and warm place.

Like a little kitten!

Jingrong looked at her in his arms, his chest tingling from her nuzzling, his heart seemingly blooming with flowers.

A smile played at the corners of his mouth, his entire face radiating a feeling of happiness.

Glancing at Wei Yi, he frowned slightly.

Then he carried this light, slender body in his arms outside, heading to his own room.

Although it wasn’t far—just those few steps—the cold wind howling made Ji Yunshu’s petite body burrow even deeper into his embrace.

He gently placed Ji Yunshu on the bed and covered her with the quilt.

Woman, you’re ridiculously light!

He sat at the edge of the bed, lowering his gaze to stare at her face, which even in sleep showed a slightly furrowed brow.

Her fair face exuded a woman’s gentle and refined aura, yet also carried a melancholic quality.

And that feeling—any more would be excessive, any less would be insufficient!

Jingrong slowly raised his hand, brushing away the stray hair on her forehead. His fingertip traveled downward, moving from her forehead to the corner of her eye.

To that shallow scar.

The icy sensation from his fingertip instantly transmitted from that scar to Ji Yunshu’s skin, making her involuntarily shiver.

Jingrong immediately withdrew his hand, afraid of waking this little person.

He tucked the quilt corner around her once more, then stood up and left the room.

As he closed the door, Lang Bo outside asked: “Your Highness, what about Young Master Wei?”

Oh right!

He had forgotten about Wei Yi still sleeping on the soft couch!

So he turned back and went to Ji Yunshu’s room.

Seeing him sleeping so soundly, he couldn’t bear to wake him. He had Lang Bo bring another blanket to cover him.

Little rascal, sleep well!

But looking at Wei Yi’s little appearance, Jingrong couldn’t help but smile. He had to admit, Wei Yi was indeed extremely adorable.

“Your Highness, so tonight you are…”

Going back?

Or staying here?

Jingrong replied without hesitation: “Staying, of course.”

“Yes!”

Blame me for asking too much when I clearly knew you would stay.

Naturally, Lang Bo swallowed these words in his throat and dared not speak them.

Jingrong also dismissed him and closed the door.

In the room, only he and the sleeping Wei Yi remained.

He walked to the desk, surveying Ji Yunshu’s achievements from the past two days.

On the desk, many sheets of drawing paper were piled together, depicting things he completely didn’t understand.

He picked them up, looking left and right, but still couldn’t make sense of them.

He simply put them back in their original place!

Turning around, he noticed the dozen or twenty small animals on the bookshelf.

Arranged in rows, each painted with beautiful colors.

His interest piqued, he reached out to take down a few, holding them in his hands to examine.

Suddenly—

“Those are mine.”

Startled, Jingrong’s hands shook, nearly dropping the things.

Turning around, he saw Wei Yi sitting up from the soft couch, his body upright, a pair of round eyes staring intently at him.

“When did you wake up?”

Do you know you scared me to death?

People scaring people can really scare people to death.

“I just woke up!”

Wei Yi raised his hand, rubbing his sleepy eyes. He threw off the blanket, got down, and hurried over, taking those things from Jingrong’s hands.

Pouting, he said: “I made these for Shu’er. I didn’t expect Shu’er to paint them so beautifully!”

“…”

“Don’t break them, or I’ll make you pay.”

“…”

Jingrong’s head was full of black lines.

Then—

He watched helplessly as Wei Yi moved the small animals from the shelf to the soft couch one by one, as if moving house.

He also lay down himself and covered himself with the quilt.

Going to sleep!

Watching this series of actions, Jingrong’s heart was conflicted.

Bewildered!

And more so, intoxicated.

As if he had drunk several bottles of strong liquor.

“Wei Yi!”

Jingrong called out several times.

But Wei Yi had truly fallen asleep.

Wiping away sweat, Jingrong went into the inner room and lay down on the bed that Ji Yunshu hadn’t even touched.

Wei Yi slept soundly, Jingrong slept happily.

After all, being able to lie on that woman’s bed was quite delightful.

The next morning!

Jingrong left Bamboo Creek Garden, silently and without a trace.

When Wei Yi got up, he seemed to have completely forgotten about last night’s events. Seeing the sunlight was perfect outside, he took his small animals out to bask in the sun.

When Ji Yunshu woke up, it was already noon!

Sitting up on the bed, she realized she was actually in Jingrong’s room.

Thinking carefully, could it be—

She quickly got out of bed and went outside. Lang Bo stood outside, respectful and deferential.

“Did your prince come last night?” she asked.

Lang Bo nodded: “He came, but left again this morning.”

“…”

So it seemed that last night, it was Jingrong who had carried her to bed.

Her heart was filled with mixed feelings, indescribable.

The maids, seeing she was awake, immediately brought in water and food.

After washing up, she ate a little casually, then went to find Wei Yi.

Wei Yi sat in the sunlight with his eyes slightly squinted, guarding his treasures.

Seeing her arrive, he immediately jumped over, pointing at the things on the ground and saying: “Shu’er, you painted them so beautifully.”

“Wei Yi, pack up. I’m taking you back to Yuhua Pavilion.”

Hearing he had to go back!

Wei Yi refused, twisting his body and saying: “Wait a bit longer, okay? I want to stay and keep Shu’er company.”

“You promised to be obedient!”

“But…”

He looked extremely aggrieved.

Under Ji Yunshu’s firm insistence, Wei Yi compromised and followed Ji Yunshu to Yuhua Pavilion.

Along the way, Wei Yi was quite boisterous.

Chattering endlessly about everything under the sun!

……

At the capital city gate!

As soon as the Ji family’s carriage entered, it attracted quite a few gazes.

Although there were countless luxurious carriages in the capital—

A luxury carriage followed by several more carriages carrying boxes of various sizes was indeed rather eye-catching.

Ji Muqing lifted the carriage curtain, poking her head out.

Looking at the capital blooming like brocade, she was very pleased.

When she spotted a rouge shop—

“Stop, stop!”

The coachman pulled the reins and stopped.

Ji Muqing got down from the carriage. Ji Wanxin couldn’t stop her in time and could only follow her down.

On the street, crowds surged!

Ji Wanxin, with her pitiful and sickly appearance, asked: “Elder Sister, what are you doing?”

“Buying some things, of course!”

After speaking, Ji Muqing dove into that rouge shop.