Zheng Nianru had slept until the afternoon; Prince Duan personally visited several times. Seeing that Zheng Nianru was sleeping soundly, he did not disturb her until evening, when Zheng Nianru finally woke up fully.
Zheng Nianru was not in a hurry to wake up; she sat on the bed, meticulously recalling the warmth in the carriage. Zheng Nianru lowered her head, realizing that it was such a good opportunity she had forsaken—how foolish she was. Based on her understanding of Zheng Congyuan, she could have asked for much more. In the past, had she been wronged, she would have ensured Zheng Congyuan compensated her manifold; things from Zheng Congyuan's treasury that she always wanted, those unique treasures, she could have asked for things she normally wouldn't dare to.
