"Master, the dinner is in about seven to eight hours. Why don't you take a nap?"
"Mmh." Ye Ling did not protest against that. This nap was not the kind where he had to return to his room. This was a type of nap that involved him falling asleep on Shen Qianshu's lap. With some hesitation, Tong Hua passed Ye Ling the blanket that he was already snuggling comfortably in. Then, Tong Hua continued reading his books while Ye Ling used Qianshu's lap as a pillow. His breathing was slow.
Tong Hua mouthed to Shen Qianshu. "He can sleep like this?"
Shen Qianshu put her finger to her lips and signaled for Tong Hua to remain silent. Tong Hua turned around and continued reading his books. Seeing him start reading again, Shen Qianshu continued massaging Ye Ling's head lightly. She felt uneasy. As long as Ye Ling's headache was still there, it meant that the beast in his heart was still there. He could have a relapse at any time, and the conditions could have worsened too…
