The next morning, Ling Tianya was unable to get up no matter what. Coping with the fact that the Ruan family had a habit of enjoying breakfast together and seeing Ling Tianya having such a hard time getting out of bed, Ruan Zeyan was very distressed and a little regretful. He had kept her up a couple of times last night.
"Sleep for a little while longer. As for the elders, I'll tell them." Ruan Zeyan considerately carried Ling Tianya back to the bed. He tucked her in and allowed her to continue to sleep.
Ling Tianya's mind was hazy. After being carried back to the bed, she immediately fell asleep.
She continued to mumble, "Your stamina is great…"
Ruan Zeyan unconsciously lost his smile; his wife had fallen ill. There was only himself to blame for not allowing her to rest for so many nights. Although he knew that that was bad and that Ling Tianya's body would probably suffer the consequences, every time he saw her, he was unable to resist.
