It was already approaching dawn, and the stars in the sky were gradually fading away.
The candlelight on the candlestick flickered back and forth in the biting cold wind that blew in gusts.
Jia Lingyun had not slept all night, tossing and turning on his bed.
Looking at Yunchang, who was spoiling for a fight and eager to head to the frontline to slaughter the enemy, he could only offer a soft word of comfort.
"There's nothing I can do~ Yanfei won't agree, I can't win if I try to force it, and she won't budge no matter how softly I plead."
"Just wait a little longer. Once we pull back our troops and return to the capital, I'll definitely go a hundred rounds with the Empress Dowager!!"
Jia Lingyun cupped his head in his hands, thinking to himself that Yu Shishi was still the best; no matter what he said, she would always agree.
Creak—
As Jia Lingyun dozed off, he heard a faint sound at the door, followed by a sudden wave of fragrant breeze—an intoxicating, orchid-like scent.
Whoosh—
With a soft breath, the dim, flickering candle on the stand was blown out.
The room plunged into pitch darkness, and only the moonlight allowed for a vague outline of the surroundings.
Chapter 327