Looking at the sleeping child in his arms, he instinctively reached out and pressed her sleep acupoint, lest the loud noise would disturb her later.
At this moment, a few figures successively came in through the entrance.
"Yun Wanye, what's wrong with Mom? I heard from the servants in the residence that Mom has fainted. What on earth is going on?"
Yun Wanyao lifted her skirt and hurriedly ran to the bedside, grabbing the boy's sleeve, her face pale as she looked at him, her beautiful autumn-colored eyes filled with worry and urgency.
Yun Wanye gently moved the sleeping child aside with his elbow and sat up slowly, tidying his clothes and hair before turning his head to look at her and spoke slowly.
His voice was hoarse and carried a hint of the laziness of someone just awakened.
"Keep your voice down, Mom hasn't woken up, and little sister is also sleeping, don't disturb them."
Although her sleep acupoint was pressed, if the noise was too loud, it might still wake her.
