The mountain air in the morning is particularly fresh; even with the windows closed, you can feel the ethereal atmosphere outside.
Yun Shangshu opened his eyes and realized he had slept deeply and soundly.
Upon waking, he felt more refreshed than ever.
His gaze shifted slightly, and he saw Ling Rong lying nearby.
She was lying on her side, half of her small face exposed, revealing a sharp chin, looking much thinner than before.
Previously, he didn't feel that this woman was particularly special to him, but during the three months of cultivation on Spirit Mountain, her image occasionally appeared in his mind.
However, it was only occasionally...
Seeing her again this time, he couldn't deny feeling somewhat glad.
Perhaps, in that cold Prince Manor, she was the only one who could evoke memories for him.
"Prince, you're awake. Do you feel uncomfortable anywhere? I'll go find Sister-in-law Lin."
Ling Rong noticed he had awakened and immediately blurted out a string of words.
