The curtain moved slightly.
Under the dim candlelight, a slender figure was reflected on the translucent curtain. Her silky hair fluttered as she slowly took off her clothes.
She stretched out her hand from inside.
The snow-white fox fur coat was gently placed on the soft chair at the head of the bed.
She was currently in the other room next to the study.
Both rooms were connected. There was only a half-moon-shaped curtain separating them.
The exquisite soft couch was not far from the bed.
Every time Second Young Miss Qin was tired, she would rest here. She had not returned to her original room for a long time.
Song Ruyue's back was facing the bed. She sat on the beautiful couch and read quietly under the candlelight.
When she turned around, she could see the delicate figure reflected in the curtain.