Jing Yuan sighs as he approaches you from behind, wrapping his arms around your waist and resting his chin on your shoulder.

"You should be sleeping by now." The general says with a small sigh, burying his head on your neck, muttering the words against your skin. "How do you pretend to heal if you don't sleep?"

You've protected him, you love him deeply, and you would have done it again—He knows it and appreciates it, but he really wants you to rest right now, he wants to take care of you.