There's probably nothing more blissful than waking up, stretching lazily, and feeling the soothing sensation throughout your body to start the day.
"Good morning, Miss Ying."
After casually freshening up, Song Ying bit down on a hairband and tied her hair into a ponytail before stepping out of her room to greet the bodyguard outside.
"How did I get back last night?" Song Ying frowned and asked as she had been pondering this question ever since waking up.
She remembered being outside in the pavilion with Luo Qiu, enjoying the breeze, and then drank some of Luo Qiu's odd, sticky liquid before falling asleep?
It seems she really drank too much... but upon waking, she didn't have the usual tension in her head from drinking too excessively.
"Oh, it was Young Master Qiu who carried you back last night," the bodyguard replied with a teasing smile, "Princess carry!"
Song Ying blinked, then retreated to her room and shut the door. She leaned against it, feeling dumbfounded.
