The next morning, everyone was gathered around the breakfast table. Li Chenyang's head dropped and raised with each passing second as he struggled to not sleep and finally facepalmed into his congee. Li Wenmin was busy stuffing his cheeks like a hamster whereas Li Xueyue and Duchess Wang Qixing were peacefully eating their breakfast without a single care in the world.
The only person in a sullen mood was the grumbling Duke, who had just made his way to the table. He sunk in his chair, shooting the Duchess a dirty look. "I still can't believe you did that to me!" he complained to his wife who took a pause from eating and turned her head to him.
"Oh, darling!" She exasperated, "You looked like you didn't sleep well the night before... How pitiful!"
Duke Li Shenyang scowled at her obvious taunts. "My beloved wife, how could you have guessed? Was it from my poor posture from sleeping on a couch, or was it my eye bags from lack of sleep?"
