Shi Nuan didn't know if this was arranged by Song Yansheng, or if it was something the servant prepared on their own.
But, it didn't matter anymore. She picked up her pajamas and went to wash up. About twenty minutes later, she came out.
She washed her hair and wanted to blow-dry it, but she didn't know where the hairdryer was, so she started looking for it.
Following the layout of the Song Mansion, she instinctively searched and indeed found it.
She chuckled slightly, surprised that Song Yansheng's habits had a hint of obsessive-compulsiveness.
After blow-drying her hair, it was already very late. Shi Nuan climbed into bed, still a very warm and comfortable big bed, but she lay there for more than ten minutes without feeling sleepy.
Instinctively, she wanted to reach for her bag and rummaged through it, but there was no sleeping medication.
She remembered that it seemed she hadn't taken sleeping pills for a few days now, and surprisingly, she still slept soundly at night.
