Yan Ling, lying in bed, was unaware of the presence next to her. She didn't know what she had dreamed in her sleep, but her face twisted in pain.
Her body crumpled into a ball.
Seeing this, a sharp pain hit King's heart inexplicably.
He reached out to touch Yan Ling's hand, gently kissed it and said, "Sleep now, with me here, no one can hurt you."
Perhaps his words had an effect. The person in bed slowly relaxed her eyebrows, her entire body fell into a peaceful sleep.
Seeing her fall asleep again, the man carefully pulled the quilt over her. Afterwards, he left through a hidden door to return to his own room.
Just as he returned to his room, Linxi and Luo Qi came in.
"King, we heard you haven't left your room. Are you okay?"
Linxi had rushed over out of concern for King.
But he didn't plan to accept her kindness.
"What could be wrong with me?"