Han Jing suddenly sat up from her sleep, the sky was already slightly brightening. She was alone in bed, and this wasn't a place she was familiar with; it was the guest room at Marquis Yingwei Mansion.
Her icy fingers traced the spot beside her, as if she could still feel the lingering warmth.
She sat dazed for a long time before slowly closing her eyes, hugging her knees.
The feeling was as if he had returned, but... how could it be possible?
Han Jing sighed a long breath, and when she opened her eyes again, clarity returned to her gaze. He would come back, he would always come back, right?
He definitely would come back.
Qin Shutong, having finished the early court session, personally escorted them to the city gate, cupping his hands in farewell, "We part ways today, not knowing when we shall meet again, everyone, farewell for now."
Time in the Spirit Cultivation Realm is so long, and who knows if we'll have the chance to meet again in this lifetime after this parting.
