The next day, Xia Weibao slept straight through until noon and still couldn't get up.
The thick curtains were drawn, so no light could get in from outside, leaving the room dimly lit.
Not knowing the time, she slumped back into bed.
Tired.
This was Her Majesty the Empress's only feeling at the moment. She shouldn't have been so forward, as it ignited all the enthusiasm in that brute Lu Hualiang, leaving her to suffer the consequences.
"Ah..."
Turning over, that sharp yet sweet soreness felt like her waist wasn't even hers anymore.
A low chuckle came from the direction of the floor-to-ceiling window, "Awake?"
Xia Weibao squinted and only then did she notice Lu Hualiang sitting by the window, holding a document and working by the outside light.
Seeing that she was awake, he walked over and reached out to massage her waist.
"Very tired?"
Xia Weibao wanted to lift her hand to hit him, but she had no strength, "What do you think?"
"Your stamina's poor; I did most of the work."
