The next morning, Ningguang slowly opened his eyes.
There was no confusion in his eyes from just waking up. He was just slightly stunned for a moment, then slowly got up.
As the blanket slipped from his body, Ningguang felt a chill.
Lowering his head, Ningguang raised his eyebrows slightly, then pulled the blanket back, covering his bare upper body.
"It really wasn't a dream." Ningguang said softly.
His figure was no longer in the room, but Ningguang still seemed to be able to smell his pleasant scent.
He seemed to have been stained with his color.
He turned his head to look. The room was spotlessly clean, and the sheets and duvet covers had all been changed.
He was very meticulous, as if he had done this more than once, which also made Ningguang relax a little.
If his maids had found anything, it would have been difficult to explain.
"Sigh..." Ningguang leaned against the headboard, unable to help but sigh.
He found it hard to imagine what had gotten into him yesterday, why he had done something so impulsive.
It wasn't his intention, but his body and mind seemed to be disconnected, each doing different things.
Was it because he was drunk?
But yesterday, he clearly felt how clear his mind was, and he could clearly remember everything that happened last night. Explaining it as being drunk seemed a bit far-fetched.
Last night, he didn't resist at all, and he seemed unusually skilled at such things. Ningguang just acted on instinct for a while, and then the initiative was entirely handed over to him.
Thinking of this, even Ningguang still felt his cheeks flush.
He didn't seem to be doing this for the first time; perhaps before him, he had already... But this didn't matter. He didn't care about it and wouldn't regret his actions.
Anyway, what's done is done. Since it has already happened, all they can do is look forward.
Ningguang took a deep breath, slowly pulled back the blanket, found the clothes neatly folded by him on the side, and put them on.
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Outside Ningguang's room, not far away.
"Eh? Isn't this Miss? Why are you so late today?" A passing maid saw him and approached him, greeting him with some surprise.
As Ningguang's secretary during this period, he would wake up very early every day to prepare, after all, he also needed to be responsible for waking Ningguang up, helping Ningguang with his makeup and dressing, and so on.
But today, it was already late morning, and his figure was just now seen, which was indeed a bit strange.
"Well, Ningguang wasn't feeling well last night and went to bed very late, so I wanted him to sleep in a bit today." He said with an unnatural expression.
"I see. Indeed, Lady Ningguang seemed to have drunk a lot yesterday." The maid nodded.
"That's right. I've already arranged Ningguang's schedule for today. All postponable appointments have been moved to later. Let him rest more today. If you don't have anything urgent, it's best not to disturb him."
"Okay, Miss, I understand." The maid nodded obediently.
Unbeknownst to them, the maids in Qunyu Pavilion were already very obedient to him, as if they had forgotten his identity as a secretary and treated him as another master of Qunyu Pavilion.
Actually, this couldn't be blamed on them. The main reason was that the authority Ningguang gave him was simply too high.
Ningguang was willing to let him take care of him personally, something even Baiwen hadn't experienced before.
Moreover, Ningguang also specifically allowed him not to call him 'Lady' and to address him by name.
This alone was enough to make all the maids respect him greatly.
As a result, the maids secretly spread rumors that Ningguang hadn't hired a secretary, but a wife.
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"Ningguang, you're awake." He pushed open the door and walked in, seeing Ningguang already dressed and sitting in front of the dressing table.
This surprised him a little, considering they had been up late the night before.
The effect of that hangover soup far exceeded his imagination. To satisfy Ningguang, he had pulled out all the stops, and it wasn't until dawn that Ningguang finally fell asleep with a satisfied smile on his face.
And when he took the sheets away this morning, they were soaked as if they had been steeped in water.
He thought Ningguang would at least sleep until noon today.
"Mhm, good morning." Ningguang nodded, his gaze towards him a bit complex, but a gentle smile still appeared on his face.
"Well..." He ran a hand through his hair, not knowing what to say for a moment.
He could only smile back, then walked to the bed and sat directly opposite Ningguang.
"I'm sorry." Ningguang spoke first. "Last night... I didn't expect it to turn out that way. I'm really sorry."
From Ningguang's perspective, everything was his own fault. It was he who, drunk, forcefully pulled his hand onto his chest.
As for why he didn't refuse, why he instead let things happen naturally, Ningguang subconsciously ignored all these questions.
It was as if a voice deep inside him was constantly telling him not to pay too much attention to it.
Therefore, Ningguang would only focus on his own problems. In his view, he was the victim.
"No, well, how should I put it, you don't need to apologize. I should say it's all my fault." A conflicted expression appeared on his face once again.
It wasn't the first time, but every time he explained to the girls he had been intimate with, he didn't know how to start.
"I, I actually, already..."
"I know." Ningguang suddenly spoke, interrupting him.
"I, huh?" Ann looked up in surprise.
"You and that Traveler, Lumine, must have had intimate contact long ago, right?" Ningguang had investigated the two of them in detail back then, so she naturally knew many of the specifics.
At the time, she hadn't thought about it in that way, but after last night, she seemed to vaguely understand something.
Ann was so skilled; she didn't believe that he had never done it before.
"I want to say, don't worry too much, I will handle it…" Ningguang slowly sighed.
"I will meet with that Traveler later and have an open and honest talk with her. Hiding such things from each other is definitely not a good choice."
"No matter if she can accept it or not, I will express my sincerest apologies to her, but if she asks me to leave… I'm sorry, I can't do it." Ningguang said, standing up and walking in front of Ann.
"What has happened has happened. I can't treat it as a fleeting dream, and Ann." Ningguang paused, "Whether you believe it or not, after last night, I have recognized my feelings for you."
"I don't want to leave."
"No, it's not like that, Lumine won't be unable to accept it, because actually…" Ann looked at the determined Ningguang, opened his mouth, but completely didn't know how to speak.
"Actually, Lumine isn't the only one I've had intimate contact with."
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