Early the next morning during breakfast, Su Juan was obviously distracted, her mind filled with last night's dream.
Duke Ping had prepared plenty of her favorite dishes, but seeing her barely eating made him frown, "Girl, don't these suit your taste?"
Su Juan finally snapped back to reality, shaking her head, "No, I just had many dreams last night, probably from not being used to the bed, didn't sleep well."
Duke Ping chuckled, "Then stay at the Duke Mansion for a while longer, you'll get used to it over time."
Just then, Xie Xun finally got up and walked over, his steps slower than usual, clearly because his backside still hurt from last night's beating.
Seeing Su Juan, he complained, "Young Master here got twenty strokes because of you, yet you heartless little thing didn't come to check on me all night."
