I just finished reading a historical romance novel and gave it one star. After falling asleep, I woke up lying on a crimson embroidered bed draped in grayish white curtains with several holes. The curtains were hung by brass hooks on both sides.,Tang Xiaonuan sighed heavily, but there was also a trace of relief.,A middle-aged man carrying a bowl of egg custard walked into the room. Seeing Tang Xiaonuan smile kindly, he patted his forehead with his thick hand and let out a sigh of relief.。