After her glare, she belatedly realized that her action was inappropriate!
It was her temper from her past life that she would often lose to Yan Sihan, and she forgot to restrain it this time.
However, the person on the bed felt as if his heart had been scratched by a cat due to her action.
"Then, excusing myself."
After Sir Yu left, only she and Yan Sihan were left in the room. The maids had retreated at some point.
"Come here, come to my side." Yan Sihan lightly tapped the edge of the bed.
She walked over, her spine straight. She was right about this, which bolstered her spirit.
"Prince, you must not harm your body in the future. When your wound gets better, it will not be too late to deal with the matters." She soothed with a soft voice.
"Okay."
Yan Sihan agreed to her words, stretching out his hand over her face, his handsome and sharp phoenix eyes holding a hint of affection, which was much gentler than usual.
