Looking at him, he seemed to be beaten to the point of nearly losing consciousness.
At this moment, Nantang stood at the doorway of the bedchamber, expressionless.
Su Yan walked past Nantang and into the bedchamber.
Xuanyuan Yonghao lay on the bed, and there was a wet spot on the carpet nearby, reeking strongly of Ginger Sugar Water.
It looked like all the Ginger Sugar Water had been spilled; none of it was drunk?
The man on the bed lifted his eyes, which were pitch-black, betraying his sickly appearance.
"Come here,"
Su Yan obediently walked over, her voice soft and timid,
"Your Highness,"
Xuanyuan Yonghao looked at her and suddenly reached out to grab her arm, pulling her close to him.
"Having someone else tend to me has left you quite at ease."
His tone sounded a bit resentful.
Su Yan blinked her innocent eyes,
"This servant is hungry."
Because her voice was naturally soft, combined with her vulnerable look, it was irresistible not to tease her.
