Tingting didn't know when he had finally fallen back asleep, but the sun was already out by the time he woke up, and his sons were not in the room.
He could hear people moving on the compound, so he came out to the verandah.
He saw his son playing on the compound and made to go to them when someone grabbed his left hand.
"You're awake. Let me call a servant to help you wash up first, and then you can have your breakfast, okay?"
A very beautiful may who might be a year or two older than him took Tingting's as he asked, in a soft voice with concern.
Tingting felt he was being spoken to like a kid. This wasn't something that he was used to.
"I can take my own bath; just show me where the washroom is." Wang Ting looked at the may's hand holding his and removed it as he said.
