War Prisoner

Time flew by, and the sun was already shining brightly overhead when Su Yi began to squirm around in bed and gradually awaken. He shifted slightly, but even such a small movement made him hurt, it seemed as though there wasn't a single part of his body that did not ache, his bones in particular seemed as though they had been shattered and could no longer provide a framework for his body. As he was struggling to get up from the bed, Zi Nong came in. Bearing down on him gently, she prevented him from rising and said: “Empress Consort please rest for a while, let Zi Nong sooth and warm up your muscles and tendons before you try to get up again.” She suddenly say Su Yi look up at her, with a hint of entreaty in his eyes, he said: “Miss Zi Nong, please don't address me like that. Could you please keep on calling me Young Master instead?”