"Have someone heat some water. Once he wakes up, he can take a hot bath. Also, prepare some light, easily digestible food and keep it warm by the stove."
"Yes, Miss Su." Little Gui bowed respectfully and was about to take his leave.
"Just have someone you trust take care of it. You should get some rest, too!"
Little Gui paused, then quickly nodded. "Yes. Thank you for your consideration, Miss."
After Little Gui left, Su Qiao turned to Yuan Wu. "Have someone keep a discreet watch on Zhou Tong and his wife. If they make a move, kill them immediately."
Back at the Su residence, she'd worried her actions might frighten the family, but here, she didn't need to hide anything.
In a dynasty like this, there was no right or wrong—only factions and enemies.
Since her man wanted revenge and the throne, she absolutely wouldn't allow anyone to ruin his plans.
"This..." Yuan Wu frowned, looking troubled.
Su Qiao shot him a sidelong glance. "What, do you want them to ruin your master's plans?"
"This subordinate understands."
Yuan Wu finally nodded and went to arrange for people to watch Zhou Tong and his wife.
Once everything was taken care of, Su Qiao returned to the inner room and sat quietly by the bed, reading while keeping her sleeping man company.
Perhaps he really had been exhausted. He slept from two in the afternoon until eight that evening before Feng Han finally woke.
Su Qiao called in Little Gui, who had woken earlier, to bring him hot water for a bath. Then she had someone serve a meal.
"How are you feeling?"
"I feel great. I'm full of energy."
Wearing a black robe, Feng Han sat across from her, his face gentle. "Have you been here with me the