Meng Lingyi instinctively looked toward the Emperor on the bed, only to find that his eyes were closed in deep sleep, his chest rising and falling steadily with each breath.
What was going on?
Dean efficiently laid out bedding on the floor without even needing Wufu to lend a hand, his movements so practiced that they sent ripples of shock through her. Seeing Dean also bring over two braziers of glowing red charcoal and place them nearby, Meng Lingyi had no choice but to lie down stiffly. Feeling the cold floor press against her back, she was completely dazed.
Chapter 143