"And you?"
Jun Moqing said, "I'll stay inside the room."
Feng Qingyan paused for a second, considering he often stayed on the roof. In the East Palace, he wouldn't be at the door, right?
Thinking it over, she let it be,
"You may stay, but don't climb onto the bed."
Jun Moqing nodded. "Mhm."
Feng Qingyan knew somewhat of Jun Moqing's character, and with this knowledge, she stood up and went to the bed, lifting the blankets to get in and lie down just then.
She glanced at Jun Moqing, who was at the desk, and then closed her eyes.
In truth, she wasn't asleep. The presence of a man in the room made her too vigilant to fall asleep quickly.
Jun Moqing sat at the desk, picked up the teacup, and sipped some tea. The tea was somewhat cool, which he didn't enjoy drinking.
Noticing the even breathing of the person in bed, Jun Moqing then stood up and came to the bedside, slowly sat down, and looked at the person who was already deeply asleep.