The Aftermath

The sky had long brightened.

Wei Liuying didn't know how long she slept, but she didn't wake up for a long time. By the time she opened her eyes, she realized that it was already past midday. She must have slept for a long time.

"You're awake?"

Turning her head to the door, Wei Liuying noticed that Yang Xian was standing there with several bamboo strips on his hands. She corrected her body to a sitting position and looked back at the strategist.

"Yes. Thank you very much for allowing me to stay here last night, Strategist Yang."

"You can call me with my name," Yang Xian said and walked forward. He poured a cup of water from the pot and handed it to Wei Liuying. "I don't have tea here, so you should drink water first. After you wash up, I'll bring you to the dining room to eat."

"Thank you."