Li Xianyun soon fell asleep, but when she was in a drowsy state, a chill came over her.
She moved her spread legs in confusion, "Husband."
But someone stopped her movement.
Yelu Yan lifted his head and looked at her, "You sleep, your husband will apply some medicine for you."
He had been too indulgent today, so much so that he injured her. Applying some medicine at night would make it feel better the next day.
After saying that, Yelu Yan continued to lean over and apply the medicine.
Li Xianyun turned her head away and softly bit her lips, gripping the quilt tightly—how could she possibly sleep with him doing this?
Yelu Yan applied the medicine very carefully and delicately until he noticed something unusual. Lifting his head, he saw Li Xianyun with her eyelids half-closed, her little face already a bright red, appearing barely able to endure.
