Qin Yin's lips quivered slightly, and she nestled comfortably in Nan Sichen's arms, continuing to sleep.
She curled up in his arms like a kitten.
The servants hurriedly opened the door for him.
As door after door was opened and closed, Nan Sichen's hand remained firm and steady around Qin Yin. Conscious she had been drinking, he tried to keep her as still as possible during their journey to avoid any unnecessary movement.
He was afraid that any more jostling might cause her to vomit.
After placing Qin Yin on the bed, Nan Sichen finally turned to the crowd of servants behind him and said, "You all can rest now."
"Yes, Young Master Nan." The servants respectfully withdrew.
The female butler stayed behind and asked, "Madam seems to have had too much to drink, shall I help her take a bath?"
As an old servant of the Nan Family, she knew of Nan Sichen's fastidious nature. The sight of someone so inebriated sprawled on the bed might irritate him, so she raised her question softly.
