The night descended, and the Jiang Family's courtyard was very quiet.
Yang Cheng and Feng Jiuge were arranged to stay in the guest rooms of the east wing, two adjacent rooms separated by only a wall.
Yang Cheng had taken a shower and was lying in bed, but he couldn't fall asleep.
Images of his father being imprisoned kept surfacing in his mind, along with the Earth Core Fire and Celestial Flower Stone Marrow needed to break the curse, not knowing where to find them.
At that moment, the door was gently pushed open, and a graceful figure flashed in, accompanied by a fragrant breeze that was captivating.
Yang Cheng looked up and saw Feng Jiuge wearing a thin nightdress, her long hair cascading over her shoulders, exuding a lazy and alluring aura under the dim light.
"Senior? It's so late, and you're still not sleeping?"
Yang Cheng chuckled as he spoke.
