Li Fan didn't know how long he had been vomiting before he saw a pair of jade feet land in front of him.
When he looked up again, Lady Wangshu had changed into clean clothes, a light yellow dress. It seemed that although she disliked constraints, the sticky mess must have been uncomfortable for her.
"...Thank you for your help, Lady," guessing that it was her who had pulled him out of the dream, Li Fan still managed to speak despite the churning in his stomach.
However, looking at the Lady now, he truly couldn't produce thoughts like regret for not watching her change her clothes, or how snug the small undergarment must have fit – his gaze held a certain wariness and unfamiliarity.
