Dreaming of Aran
Bai Yue and Ji Mo Yuan thought about the question for a long time but eventually admitted their defeat. They didn't know who 'Anan' was.
Without the main interested party, Bai Chen, it was impossible for them to get an answer. All they were certain of was that Anan wasn't the daughter of a noble family since the name was completely unfamiliar. Although daughters of noble families rarely stepped out of their boudoir, their names could easily be found out.
Their conversation shifted towards other subjects and they ended up talking the entire night, only falling asleep when the first rays of sun painted purple and orange streaks in the sky.
The maidservant tending to the brazier once every two hours looked at the two figures sprawled over the floor with dark circles under their eyes and wished she could blind herself and erase her memory. How did her dignified, royal master wind up doing something so shameful and crude? This manor had rooms and beds!