Murong Jiu awoke once more, the world outside already bright with sunlight streaming in through the window lattice, somewhat blinding.
It seemed she had slept in longer than usual this time.
The person beside her had already left, but it felt as if his lingering warmth remained in the bed.
She squinted against the light, her cheeks slightly flushed, her mind filled with Jun Yuyan's handsome face.
A small smile played upon her lips, as she heard footsteps and thought it was Chun Tao coming in, she sat up and asked, "When did the Prince get up?"
"Just a little while ago, did I wake you?"
The man's deep and magnetic voice sounded, and Murong Jiu looked up to see Jun Yuyan entering, holding a vase in one hand.
"Prince, I... I thought you had returned to your room," she said.
"I saw some beautiful wildflowers on the roadside, fresh and fragrant. I thought you might like them, so I brought them to you," he replied.