The tranquility of the night was shattered by the anxiety weighing on Ling Zhuer's heart. Tossing and turning in bed, her thoughts were tangled like a mess of hemp, making it impossible for her to sleep.
Gently, Ling Zhuer released Xu Shang's hand, as if afraid of disturbing his sweet dream. She cautiously stood up, glanced back at Xu Shang to confirm he was still fast asleep, and then quietly slipped out of the tent.
Sensing something amiss, Xu Shang opened his eyes. Watching Ling Zhuer's retreating figure, he muttered to himself, "This little girl is still awake this late." He then rose silently as well, following in Ling Zhuer's footsteps out of the tent.
Chapter 182