Dance Of The Dragons

The air was unbelievably fresh, Xie Jianyu thought as he woke up the next morning. He drew a lungful of the fresh air and cuddled closer to his second pillow.

The sound of birds chirping outside was rather melodious.

What kind of birds were those?

Hmm? Were there even birds in the Heavenly Realm?

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A shallow frown appeared on the omega’s forehead.

Even the rattling of the carriage was akin to a baby’s crib, rocking him to sleep most gently.

Just then, the carriage rolled over a particularly big stone, jolting him awake.

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Xie Jianyu opened his eyes abruptly.

He gathered himself to a sitting position and stared dumbfoundedly at the carriage walls that surrounded him. When he looked down, he saw that he was still wearing his sleeping robe. This discovery stood consistent with his last memory of falling asleep in his bedroom at Fuxi Palace the previous night.