Li Nanzhi held the brocade box and didn't know what to say for a moment. Her heart was warm and her eyes were red.

"What's wrong with you? Don't cry." Feng Shangyan was at a loss when he saw her about to cry, "But don't like it?"

"No, besides my father, and sister Jin'er, you can only treat me the best." Li Nanzhi sniffed.

"Silly girl, I'm not good to you, who do you do to?" Feng Shangyan touched her head and looked doting.

Li Nanzhi sniffed, smiled, and added a little soft light to her in the afterglow of the sunset.

Feng Shangyan looked at him and lost his mind in an instant.

"Shang Yan." Li Nanzhi waved in front of him, "What are you thinking?"

"Nothing." Feng Shangyan came to his senses and smiled awkwardly.

The two of them said one by one. After they arrived at the gate of Li's mansion and watched her enter, Feng Shangyan left.

At the same time, Yang Mansion.

Xiao Quance came with something.

"It turns out it's Lord Xiao. Unfortunately, our wife is not in the mansion." The servant recognized Xiao Quance and said politely.

"Then she is in the building?" Xiao Quance asked again.

"I'm not here, I've gone to Pu Mansion." Xiao Quance's heart suddenly sank.

Xiao Quance felt bitter in his heart. He glanced at the things he was carrying and handed them to the servants, "Let's give them to her when Mrs. Yang comes back."

"Okay." The servant took it and agreed.

Xiao Quance left lonely. During these days, he told himself over and over again not to think of her, but he just couldn't help but want to see her.

He looked at the sky that was coming into dusk, and was covered with dark clouds, walking on the street like a wandering soul.

Yang Huilan, who was beloved by him at this moment, is taking care of Pu Lanbin.

Pu Lanbin tried all his best to make her happy, and even lingered her with a stern face, without any usual spirit.

"Huilan, I'm so cold. Can you get closer?" Pu Lanbin said hummingly while lying on the couch.

"Pu Lanbin, don't be too arrogant." Yang Huilan said angrily with a stern face.

"I didn't lie to you, I'm really cold." Pu Lanbin couldn't help but tremble, but his cheeks were red.

Yang Huilan reached out and touched her hands, and her tentacles were warm, "You have a fever."

"I'll get you a basin of cold water." Yang Huilan said that, and she was about to get up and leave the house.

"Don't leave." Pu Lanbin grabbed her and said in a daze, "Just be with me for a while."

Yang Huilan had no choice but to ask her servants to get a basin of cold water. She soaked the cold water with a handkerchief and placed it on his forehead, repeating it over and over again.

Until he got less heat and gradually fell asleep, Yang Huilan pulled away from her skirt and looked at him and shook her head helplessly, "Why are you like a child?"

There was only a silence that responded to her.

The next day.

As soon as Pu Lanbin woke up, he went to find Yang Huilan in panic. When he saw her lying on the edge of the couch, he was relieved.

He did not move around, but looked at her sleeping face quietly, with the quietness of the years.

Perhaps because his eyes were too hot, Yang Huilan slowly woke up.

"You're awake." Yang Huilan stretched out her numb arms and muscles.

"Why are you sleeping here?" Pu Lanbin asked.

"It's not that someone refused to let me go last night, but pulled me." Yang Huilan glared at him, then reached out and touched his forehead.

"It's not hot anymore." Yang Huilan said and walked towards the door.

"Where are you going?" Pu Lanbin asked anxiously.
Chapter completed!