Feng Qing, clutching her quilt, was in a drowsy haze and a bit confused. Upon hearing Nan Feng outside the door, she mumbled, "Night watch, what night are we watching, I won't do it."
As soon as she finished speaking, she promptly flopped back onto the bed.
Outside, Nan Feng heard the commotion and twitched the corner of his mouth. Meanwhile, thinking of the Prince with a dark face unwillingly staying awake, he also felt an intense headache.
Clearly, the Prince's body was very weak, and after a bath, he should sleep and rest early, but he stubbornly insisted on the Princess Consort coming over for the night watch.
What could he do? These two masters are too much trouble, and they pitied those of them underlings.
Nan Feng, hearing no movement inside, spoke up again, "Princess Consort, the Prince said if you don't go, he'll come over and sleep with you."
Sleep together? Sleep together?
