Yi Yan did not know how long she had slept. When she woke up, she heard the crying of an infant, but strangely enough, the crying stopped after just a moment.
This seemed to have happened repeatedly several times. She, Yi Yan, surely was not suffering from auditory hallucinations, nor had she fallen into a dream.
Yi Yan opened her eyes. A slender hand holding a black rose petal was pressed directly against her neck. "Don't move. Considering how tired you are, why don't you sleep a little longer?"
Chapter 164