Sang Yan poured herself a cup of tea, not drinking it, just watching the tea leaves slowly unfold into shimmering green leaves.
He Ying sat opposite her, waited a while, and seeing she didn't speak, he asked, "Why are you ignoring me? Are you feeling unwell? Should I summon the Imperial Physician?"
Upon hearing this, Sang Yan glanced up at him, her tone sour, "I just don't feel like talking to you. If the Emperor finds it boring here, then find someone else who will talk to you."
Her words were laced with acidity throughout.
Pei Muyang had already started covering his mouth, chuckling.
Sang Yan, catching this from the corner of her eye, felt even more embarrassed and quickly dismissed him, "I need to rest now. Please feel free to leave, Your Majesty."
Saying this, she lay down on the bed.
Upon seeing her like this, He Ying extended an invitation, "You've been sleeping all day, sleeping too much isn't good, why don't you walk with me for a bit?"