Night is getting thicker and thicker. Winter in the frontier city is several times colder than in the Forbidden City.

At last, I had enough rest. In my dream, I still saw Zhuo Tianxiong's gentle face and wrinkled eyebrows. Jo Xinyi could not tell whether he was in his dream or in reality.

Open her eyes gently and aim at the silver curtain. She can't help frowning slightly. The next second she wakes up. She opens her eyes fiercely, jumps in her heart, pulls the quilt off the bed and wants to see what is going on.

Just as he reached the door, there was a rush of footsteps outside....