潮篡(二十五) 除夕夜吃点甜 古代/架空 宫廷 玄幻 女频 中篇(3)

“Don’t prepare any food tonight,” he says.
Wang gong gong obeys and backs out of room quietly.
Windows that are widely opened get blown by the cold wind and flicker back and forth a few times, making Chu Han sneezes right after, so he pulls the quilt and drapes his body including his head under it.
At the time while he is starving, being half-unconscious in dream and half-conscious of where he is, something suddenly put onto his shoulder. He immediately roll towards the inner side of the bed and draws out the sword under pillow with the edge of blade holding horizontally in front.