บท 271: Worn Out

December 24, 20XX (Tuesday)

Zhao Manor

Mei Lin was tired when she woke up. Her eyelashes fluttered as she blinked her eyes. It was weird for her to wake up before Yang does, so she turned to the side and looked at the sleeping profile of her husband. Even with eyes closed, Yang was very handsome. She gave in to the itch of her hands to touch his statue-like face. Once her hand was in contact with his cheek, Mei Lin's eyes widen.

The painter scrambled to get up and take the thermometer on the cabinet. She hurriedly turned it on and put it on Yang's armpits. He was burning hot, and cheeks flushed with fever. Mei Lin bit her lips in worry as she waited for the thermometer.