Fan Xianyue's heart suddenly throbbed, she opened her eyes and looked at Su Yuanbai who was sleeping on the bed, and sniffed the tip of her nose.

The tip of her nose was faintly scented with sandalwood and medicine, and the hollowed-out carved windows shone on the ground in specks of fine moonlight.

Fan Xianyue looked sideways slightly, and there was a copper mirror placed on the wooden dresser, and the copper mirror reflected Fan Xianyue's pretty face.

Everything seems to be normal.

But it's too quiet.

Although now

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