Xiao Yue opened her eyes and blinked a few times. She was looking at an unfamiliar ceiling. Where was she? Xiao Yue turned her head around weakly and found that she was lying on a bed. An unfamiliar bed. How long did she sleep? Xiao Yue tried to prop herself up but she fell back with a groan. She felt as if someone had beaten her up everywhere. Her body hurt. Her muscles, her joints, it hurt everywhere!
"Yu Fen," she called, her voice hoarse. "Yu Fen..."
No one came, let alone Yu Fen.
'Long Zhao Feng,' she thought. 'Long Zhao Feng, where are you...? Are you alright?'
Her questions remained unanswered. She fell asleep again in a blink of an eye.
The next time Xiao Yue woke up, there was a clinking sound by her bed. This time, Yu Fen was there. She brought breakfast on a wooden tray. The chopsticks were clicking against the porcelain bowl a few times when she carried the tray into the bed-chamber.