The moon shone brightly, stars sparse. The temperature difference in the mountain forest at night was especially pronounced, with the cold air brazenly darting around.
All the nobles had retired early, the lights in each camp tent were extinguished one by one, and only the patrolling soldiers carrying torches were left to inspect the ground.
Shen Hua fainted on the spot from fright.
Cui Yun watched the fallen Shen Hua in silence, leaning back without mercy to expose the truth.
"I know you're awake. Get up."
Not a chance.
Shen Hua chose to feign death.
Seeing this, Cui Yun slightly furrowed his brows and said indifferently: "I'm not a sentimental man, I will only marry once in my life. There is no need for you to be so agitated."
Shen Hua remained silent.
She couldn't understand a word Cui Yun was saying.
