The night was like a deep satin cloth, gently draping over the entire sky as scattered stars quietly illuminated the mortal world.
After entering her room, Song Zhishan suddenly stopped, turned around, and said to the maid behind her, "Qiao'er, you have served me all day and must be exhausted. Go back to your room and rest early."
Her voice sounded exceptionally gentle in the tranquil night, like a wisp of breeze brushing past the maid's ear.
Chapter 59