As for Yu Wenye, he took a sip from the tea cup, and his breathing became smoother.
He knew he had just been unreasonable, and understood even more that someone like him should not be controlled by unnecessary emotions. So, the almost full bucket of cold water finally suppressed that inexplicable anger in his heart. When he looked at the slender and gentle figure reflected in the copper mirror behind him, his mood calmed down.
He half-closed his eyes comfortably, allowing those small hands to busy themselves behind him.
Soon, his hair was combed.
Although he had already returned home to rest, after all, Duke Sheng had not yet returned home. He would have to visit him when he returned, so it was naturally not appropriate to be too disheveled. Therefore, Shang Ruyi still neatly tied his hair and crowned him. Just after finishing everything, a servant came to relay a message.
The Duke had already returned to the mansion.
