Qi Xiuyu lay half-reclined on the bed, listening to a cacophony of noise outside.
Then, the door to the embroidery room opened and closed, and a fragrant breeze wafted in. He couldn't help but open his eyes, straining to look toward the entrance. Through the beaded curtains, a slender figure shut out the clamor, closed the door, and turned to walk toward him with a graceful, swaying gait.
He took a sharp breath, scrambled to get off the bed, stumbled past the beaded curtains, and lunged toward the silhouette.
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