Xia Xiaonuan nodded.
In front of Yun, she drank the ginger soup. The boiling hot ginger juice reached her stomach, making her feel much better.
Last night, Nangong Yaoling was extremely rough. As soon as she entered the bathroom, she saw her neck was covered in hickeys. Now, even the slightest movement down there was still burning.
Xia Xiaonuan, feeling helpless, slowly walked to the bathtub and immersed herself into the warm water. The water was filled with rose petals and essential oils, smelling fragrant and soothing.
She was about to fall asleep when she suddenly woke up to the sound of Yun knocking on the door.
"Young Madam, are you alright? Don't soak for too long, your body won't be able to handle it," Yun asked worriedly from outside the door.
Xia Xiaonuan quickly responded and stirred the water, bringing up petals of roses.
Before her eyes, scenes from yesterday floated up.
