When Song Qing'an woke up, he was in his inner hall.

She narrowed her eyes uncomfortably, and subconsciously touched the empty space at her side with one hand.

The slightly cool touch made Song Qingan sober up a little, and also brought out some memories.

Last night...... Nothing happened last night.

She didn't know how she got back to Mingguang Palace, but vaguely remembered that Pei Qing carried her to the bedroom.

Song Qing recalled quietly, stretching his waist.

Pei Qing perennial

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