So much has happened these days. During the day, Lu Xiao has to handle family and military affairs, and still make time to train new recruits. He should have just finished his work outside and come back tonight.
The moonlight falls in from the window, illuminating the man's sharply defined features. His deep, refined eyebrows and eyes are tinged with a faint fatigue, but when facing her, Lu Xiao always appears composed and steady, as if with his presence, there is nothing to worry about.
Shen Tang couldn't bear to see him work tirelessly day and night, so she grabbed his hand, pursed her lips, and shook her head, saying, "Your body isn't made of iron; you can't endure this."
"The Female Master is worried about others' health but not her own?" Lu Xiao half-knelt by the bed, holding her hand with his long, broad fingers, touching it to his face.
