Staring at the hand Yan Ling extended, King hesitated for a moment, but eventually let her help him up.
He didn't seem to intend to use the restroom, instead, he lingered exactly where he was and said calmly, "It's getting late. I'll have someone take you to the guest room to rest. You can talk to Luo Qi tomorrow about setting up a private room."
Yan Ling raised an eyebrow, "Didn't you say you wanted me to sleep with you from now on?"
King said nothing.
But he was thinking, 'If I insist, would you be willing, or would you rather die than comply?'
Yan Ling saw the sorrow in his eyes and sighed softly, "After everything that happened today, I'm too tired to make a fuss. I might as well stay here for the night."
Surprise flashed in King's eyes.
Was he willingly staying?
After Yan Ling gently helped King back into bed, she migrated to the couch in the corner of the room, falling asleep with her clothes on.
The two of them lay there, each lost in their thoughts.