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Nan Zhijun did not sleep at all last night, and when she closed her eyes, she unconsciously thought about yesterday of Rhyme Pavilion and how Murong Jue kissed her.

Really, what was she thinking? Murong Jue was just a lackey. Right, a lackey, sleep!

His mind furiously grabbed onto his quilt, forcing him to fall asleep.

The other half, Murong Jue was also lying on his bed, tossing and turning