When Su Qianci woke up, it was in the morning. Mysteriously, she felt incredibly sore in her cheeks. Rubbing her face, Su Qianci then felt a soreness in her neck as well. Looking around, she did not see Li Sicheng. Looking down, her red gown was changed into pajamas. For sure, Li Sicheng had helped her change. However, why was her face sore?
Su Qianci got out of bed and walked to the bathroom. The door of the bathroom suddenly opened. Li Sicheng was still dripping water, clearly just out of the shower. Seeing that Su Qianci's obviously sober look, Li Sicheng narrowed his eyes.
Su Qianci looked at him and blinked. "Morning."
"It's 10 o'clock."
"So late?"
"Yes, get ready for breakfast."
"Okay."
Her obedience reminded him of her servitude last night.
His throat tightened, as the flame burned up again.
