The next day, Su Rong almost couldn't get out of bed.
Zhou Gu reached out to pull her, "Get up."
Su Rong brushed off his hand, pulled the quilt over her face, and mumbled in a drowsy voice, "I don't want to get up."
Zhou Gu chuckled in her ear, "Are you really going to miss the morning court meeting?"
Su Rong grumbled, "It's all your fault for messing around."
"Yes, blame me." Zhou Gu's voice filled with amusement, "I didn't even tire you completely yesterday. How come you can't handle such a small turmoil? What will you do after our grand wedding? Can't get up at all? What about the morning court then?"
Before Su Rong could reply, Zhou Gu sighed, "Haven't you been slacking off your training recently? Your stamina is so poor."