Yuwen Junan leaned forward, his slender shadow casting itself over Pei Hengyu.
Pei Hengyu startled, and in his attempt to dodge, he tumbled into Yuwen Junan’s arms. The two of them rolled together beneath the writing desk.
To ward off the chill seeping up from the floor tiles, Shuangxi had carpeted the entire Yuhe Palace as soon as autumn arrived. As Pei Hengyu lay there, cushioned by the thick, dense carpet, he did not feel cold. Yuwen Junan’s palm rested behind his head, sparing him from any pain.
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