Nan Yunze woke up in the study room the next morning.
The sunlight pierced through the window, stinging his eyes. After sobering up, his head was splitting with pain.
He rubbed his aching temples and pressed on his neck that had grown numb after a night of leaning forward.
He got up and called for someone to bring water to wash, dress, and tidy the room.
The servant boy came in from outside, a worried look on his face.
"Master, are you feeling better?"
Nan Yunze endured his headache and responded with a faint "Mm."
The servant boy continued.
"Master, Maternal Aunt Tan came again yesterday; I didn't dare let her in!"
Nan Yunze was somewhat surprised.
"She came?"
Servant boy: "..."
You refused her yourself, my lord!
But given that the master was drunk yesterday, it's normal for him not to remember.
The servant boy then described in detail what Nan Yunze did yesterday.
Though it was quite absurd, and although... it wasn't his style at all, however...
