Arnold in Distress

"Un, I'm going to sleep for a while. I'm tired."

"Alright, I'll call you when we get to the manor."

Feng Qingying lightly nodded his head and did not speak anymore.

In a short moment, Feng Qingying was asleep. The carriage quickly arrived at the entrance of the palace but Xiao Feimo was unwilling to wake her up, afraid that he would wake her up from the carriage. Seeing the sweat on her forehead, he picked up a fan placed at the side and fanned her, without moving his shoulders, afraid that it would affect her rest.

When Feng Qingying woke up, he was startled to find that she was leaning on Xiao Feimo's shoulder. She rubbed her eyes, "Why didn't you call me?"

"It's rare for you to sleep so soundly, so I'll let you sleep for a while longer."

"Are your arms sore?" Feng Qingying's heart felt warm, but at the same time, he felt embarrassed. He reached out and rubbed Xiao Feimo's arm.

"You can count on one night."