Bai Wutong slept soundly. When she awoke again, it was already the following morning. The room had long been tidied, filled with a faint, lingering scent of incense. She opened her eyes, but instead of Chan'er, it was Zhang Chengyan who sat leaning against a chair nearby. He had his head tilted back, and his chin was covered in dark stubble, a clear sign that he had not rested well through the night.
"Your Majesty..."
Hearing her voice, Zhang Chengyan started awake and hurried to the bedside. "Wutong, you're awake."
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