Morning.
Princess Mansion.
Song Yiren was practicing sword moves in the courtyard, but her moves were chaotic and unstructured.
Although it had been nearly an hour, she still felt a bit flushed.
Secretly kissing him in the mornings had become her habit, and it had always gone smoothly. She hadn't expected he would wake up today.
Fortunately, he seemed to think it was just a dream and mistook her for Song Jiaren in the dream.
They had barely kissed before he fell back asleep.
Song Yiren pressed her lips together. It was her first time...
Li Nuo came out of the room, stretched his body, greeted Yiren, and said, "Yiren, good morning."
Song Yiren's hand shook slightly as she held her sword, and she replied somewhat flusteredly, "Morning..."
She suddenly sped up her movements to hide her current feelings.
Li Nuo accompanied her in practice for a while in the courtyard. During breakfast, he casually remarked, "I dreamt of Jiaren last night..."
