Chapter 83: Extra: The Ultimate Showdown between Bing-Mei and Bing-Ge 2
The next morning, the first person to open his eyes was Luo Binghe.
His pale face had regained some color, and he looked much better than the night before. On the contrary, Shen Qingqiu, who was still spirited before he slept, had woken up in a state of grogginess still hugging Luo Binghe; he looked exhausted.
Shen Qingqiu had been imparting spiritual energy to Luo Binghe the whole night, never stopping until he eventually fell asleep in a daze.
Luo Binghe's eyelashes slowly fluttered open. He gazed at Shen Qingqiu with a complicated expression for a moment before he extended his hand to move Shen Qingqiu's arm away.
His action startled Shen Qingqiu awake, and Luo Binghe took the chance to get out of bed.
Shen Qingqiu was puzzled. Luo Binghe would not budge no matter how he tried to kick him off previously, but today, he actually took the initiative to get up?
He pinched the bridge of his nose and frowned. "Why are you up so early in the morning? Making breakfast? Don't do it today."
He noticed that Luo Binghe was only wearing a thin, inner shirt with his collars opened. The crisscrossed wounds had started to mend, leaving behind only faint traces. Shen Qingqiu reckoned that he would be completely healed by the end of the day. However, a small patch of his chest was still exposed to the elements. The robe he wore last night was no longer wearable, so Shen Qingqiu prompted him, "Your old clothes are still in the side room. Yingying and the rest left them the way they were."
Luo Binghe sidestepped the screen1 and made his way to the side room.
His own little world came into view, completed with desks, chairs, beds, and cabinets made of bamboo. Everything was spotless. There was even a small desk at the head of his bed. The scrolls were arranged in perfect order, and brushes of various colors were organized by color and length. He opened the cupboard door and saw a neat stack of white clothes inside. There was also a variety of fine-grade jade pendants hanging at the top.
During the time Luo Binghe was in the side room, Shen Qingqiu slowly sat up from the bed. He rubbed his temples as he swept his gaze around to search for his boots.