When Ji Xinhe woke up, it was already the middle of the night. She silently got out of bed and saw Xiaoyu, who had fallen asleep while keeping watch tonight.
She moved quietly, not wanting to disturb Xiaoyu. Since she herself had slept from daytime until now, Xiaoyu and Shulan must have stayed up late before they could go to sleep. They would have to get up early the next day; why should she disturb them?
On the contrary, Xinhe, who had slept for half the day, felt quite refreshed and found the room stuffy. So she decided to go outside for some fresh air. She gently put on a cloak and headed out.
As soon as the door was pushed open, a cold breeze rushed in. The chill was invigorating. The cold wind, tinged with a hint of frostiness, was not as overwhelmingly freezing as she had imagined. Xinhe took a deep breath and looked up to see a familiar figure standing under the eaves.
Xinhe asked with surprise, "Ah Nan?"