C1086 I'll Tell You a Story

After wrapping up their discussion, Feng Pu and the others retreated to their rooms. Hsing Zilin lingered, seated in her chair, fidgeting with the hem of her garment and rocking gently.

"What's the matter? Miss Zilin, why don't you head back to get some rest?" inquired Feng Zhentian with a hint of curiosity.

"I'm not sleepy."

"But I am," Feng Zhentian stated bluntly