The bed curtains hung low, and the candlelight flickered unsteadily in the night breeze. Han Zhi wrapped Su Zhen in the brocade quilt, his fingertips gently smoothing her sweat-dampened temples. Outside the window, the scent of tree blossoms drifted in from somewhere, mingling with the lingering notes of ambergris inside the canopy, making one's bones feel languid and soft.
Su Zhen closed her eyes lightly, her breathing still somewhat unsteady and slightly rapid, as she immersed herself in this tender lingering warmth. Han Zhi's fingertips slid from Su Zhen's damp temples down to the side of her neck, feeling her rapid pulse gradually calm down.
Suddenly, Su Zhen let out a soft cry and gently pressed her hand onto her belly.
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