Ye Muyu placed her hand on his chest and gave it a twist, causing Chu Heng to utter a soft cry.
Ye Muyu looked at his pale face, "Why are you still pretending to be strong? It's nothing serious, but you voiced out? When I used to twist you, you hardly felt a thing. Stop making excuses, I'm not tired, just drink your medicine peacefully."
"Ah Yu, thank you for your hard work." Chu Heng's voice was sweet, his gaze glued to her.
Ye Muyu did not stop him, systematically feeding him the medicine, and only when he finished drinking did she remove the pillow and let him lie on the bed, tucking him in: "Ah Heng, you should rest first. Don't say you won't sleep. Seeing the shadows under your eyes tells me you haven't rested in a while. Didn't you say the court matters have come to an end? Then rest assured, Nuanbao and I will accompany you here in the room. I'll wake you up later, and we'll have New Year's Eve dinner together."
