Eventually, their usual bickering came to an end. She found it intriguing that there was never any resentment between them after that. Perhaps it was because he had always emphasized on dealing with the issue the minute it arose instead of pushing it back.
Why simmer in rage for weeks on end, when they could just deal with it on the spot? This was a flawless mindset in theory. But in reality, it was difficult.
"I will have a servant fetch the Imperial Physician," Yu Zhen informed her. He settled her back onto the bed.
"Wait, Yu Zhen!" Li Xueyue called out. She rose to her knees and adjusted his robes. They were loosely worn, revealing the toned lines of his body and his eight packs.
"Always the worrywart," he chuckled. Truthfully, this wouldn't have bothered him. It never did before.
Li Xueyue fixed everything so that he was decently covered.
"Yet again, you only care about others and not yourself." Yu Zhen shook his head at her.
