"Why are you so sleepy?" Seeing her yawning repeatedly, Ye Zi'an wrapped an arm around her shoulder, "You go ahead to bed, I'll join you once I finish sorting these out."
"No, I'll wait for you." Yang Chuxia rested her head on his shoulder, looking at the booklet in his hands with some confusion, "Is the Emperor conscripting soldiers?"
"Yes." Ye Zi'an nodded, "I'm just worried that if we go to war with Great Qi again, we won't have enough manpower to support."
"And they need to write to you about this?" Yang Chuxia was speechless, "Aren't you taking on too much?"
Silently annoyed, she wondered why Baili Yan was acting like a hands-off manager.
