The festival ended, and everyone returned to their respective places, it was late at night and almost dawn.
LuoXiang took BaiYing's hand and walked together towards the Plum pavilion. Followed by BaiYing's little servants, the Crown Prince's, and BeiYau.
The Crown Prince himself has his pavilion behind his palace, called the West Dragon pavilion. But lately, the pavilion seems to be so empty and abandoned, as the cold wind passes by the squeaky clean floor because it rarely occupied. Since BaiYing was there, he would always disturb BaiYing every night. Whether just hugging him or just sleeping quietly holding his hand, nothing more satisfying than that. That's the best night ever he could have.