There simply wasn't any time for Yan Wanqing to settle down and contemplate her own affairs.
She addressed Cong Ge outside, "I know."
Hearing the fatigue in her voice, Cong Ge spoke with concern, "Miss, it's late at night, please allow this servant to assist you in resting."
With relentless busyness day and night, she was genuinely worried about Yan Wanqing's health deteriorating once again.
Yet Yan Wanqing directly refused, "I'll go to sleep after a little while longer, you go rest first."
She glanced at the window, which was not securely closed.
The candle flickered slightly in the gentle breeze, the quiet surroundings, and croaks from the pond could still be heard.
She aimlessly flipped through the Four Books and Five Classics in her hands, unable to focus on any of it.
Yan Wanqing stared blankly, she was indeed very tired, but she just wanted to wait a bit longer, for what she wasn't sure...
As she waited, even the frogs ceased their croaking.
