"Hm?" Liu Zhiyuan's hand reached out to pull the quilt and paused before pulling it closer, carefully covering the person lying on the bed.
He couldn't help but teasingly say, "What's this about the daytime? Sister, what are you thinking?"
He did indeed have thoughts, having them as soon as he saw her. He admitted that much.
After pinching the corner of the quilt, he asked, "Do you feel better now? It's only early spring, and you're wearing only a thin inner garment and sitting outside. Aren't you afraid of catching a cold?"
His tone was helpless, yet gentle.
Yan Ning slightly turned her head, her eyes moving to the side, no longer looking at Liu Zhiyuan.
At this moment, Nanny Ye knocked on the door and said with an unpleasant expression, "Princess, Prince An is here."
Upon hearing the princess's response from inside the room, Nanny Ye went to the hall where Prince An was waiting. With a stern face, she said, "Prince An, please come with me."
