At night, the soft candlelight flickered gently as my maidservants tended to me, helping me prepare for bed. The plush bedding felt like a light cloud, slowly enveloping me. I closed my eyes, my thoughts drifting far away, and I was just on the verge of sinking into a hazy dream.
Suddenly, a breeze brushed against my face. Startled, I sat up instantly. "What is it? What did the Noble Consort want with you?" My voice rang out with unexpected clarity in the quiet night.
Mufeng stood there silently, his figure appearing somewhat indistinct in the dim light. His brow was furrowed, his eyes reflecting a hint of exhaustion and deep thought. His robes fluttered slightly in the breeze as he slowly walked toward me.
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