The hangover was quite a painful thing. His head was splitting, and he just lay in bed, unwilling to get up. The Princess Consort gently pressed his temples, and her gentle hands smoothed all his worries and discomfort. Lin Jingsheng suddenly felt he was being unreasonable. He was like a child refusing to get out of bed, looking warmly at the Princess Consort. The Princess Consort pinched his nose.
"It's eleven o'clock."
"The bed is too comfortable; I don't want to get up at all," Lin Jingsheng said. "Mom, did I act crazy from drinking yesterday?"
"No, you were very well-behaved."
"Did I talk nonsense?"
"You did say a little nonsense."
"What nonsense did I say?"
"You shouted that you didn't want to marry, wanted to raise a child, and even cried."
"I even cried?"
"You cried."
"So embarrassing."
"Yes, very embarrassing. Get up quickly; both you and your dad got drunk. He's even worse than you."
