Gong Jue Chen got up and said, "Jingjing, you're not my wife, and I'm not obliged to listen to you, but since I was actually planning to brush my teeth, let's just say I'm doing it because you told me to this time."
Having said that, Gong Jue Chen really did go to brush his teeth and wash his face.
An Jing couldn't be bothered to look at Gong Jue Chen anymore and turned to Meng Zhuqing, who was still guarding the door. "You stood guard here all night without sleep, go back and rest for a while."
Meng Zhuqing replied, "This subordinate doesn't need to." He paused, "In fact, after I knocked Gong Jue Chen out last night, I went to sleep."
An Jing: "..." I couldn't tell; you actually have such tricks up your sleeve...
An Jing didn't insist on sending Meng Zhuqing to sleep anymore and instead asked, "Has she woken up yet?"
"I haven't heard any movement inside; she probably hasn't yet," Meng Zhuqing answered truthfully.
