He Jingyao saw the lingering traces of intimacy on her body and his eyes darkened slightly.
He tucked her in with the blanket, bent down to give her a gentle kiss on her cheek, and then left the bedroom.
...
When He Jingyao descended the stairs, Uncle Li was directing the servants to prepare breakfast. Seeing He Jingyao, he smiled and said, "Young master, good morning."
He was thoroughly impressed by his young master's vigor, even more by the fact that no matter how late he stayed up the night before, he would always get up on time the next day without showing any signs of fatigue.
The Young Mistress, however, was pitiable, as sleeping all morning was common for her, and sometimes she might not wake up until the afternoon.
He Jingyao saw a hint of admiration in Uncle Li's eyes and subtly curled the corner of his lips, "Where's Yanhui?"
