I stayed in the water for a moment longer before finally moving.
The warmth had already faded slightly, and my skin felt light from soaking too long. I reached for the cloth, washed quickly, and then stepped out of the basin.
The air felt cooler immediately.
I dried myself slowly, then picked up the inner clothes Fu Sheng had prepared earlier. The fabric was simple, but clean and soft. I put it on without hurry, tying it properly before letting my hair fall loose behind me.
It was still wet.
Drops of water slid down the ends, soaking slightly into the back of my clothes.
I ran my fingers through it once, pushing it back.
My face felt a little warm, but also slightly pale from staying too long in the bath.
After a moment, I walked toward the door and pushed it open.
The room outside was quiet.
Only one candle was lit.
Its small flame flickered gently, casting soft shadows across the walls.
I stepped out.
Fu Sheng was sitting on the bed.
