The next day, sunlight fell upon Ming Xuan's face. He slowly opened his eyes, remaining faithfully by her side, gazing lovingly at her face. Today she seemed much sleepier than usual, yet her complexion appeared to be improving steadily.
"Shang'er, have you not slept enough yet?" he asked with a trace of indulgence.
He could not help reaching out to touch her cheek.
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