Yue An carried her in his arms and swiftly arrived at the entrance of her chamber.
Gently placing her down, he cradled the back of her head with one hand, bent down, and pressed his forehead against hers.
“Xiao Xue, thank you for today’s gift. I really liked it.”
Chu Jiuning raised her gaze to meet his handsome face, offering a faint smile.
Yue An slowly moved his forehead away from hers and locked eyes with her.
“Rest early, and don’t be late for your cultivation tomorrow morning.”
She obediently nodded and waved her small hand at him. “All right, goodnight.”
Yue An watched as she turned and walked into her chamber.
He disappeared into thin air only after the doors were completely closed.
Chu Jiuning, feeling exhausted, walked around a folding screen, intending to rest on the bed for a while before finding Feng Jiuqing.
However, she saw someone already lying on the bed at that moment—it was Jiang Zhen.