Qin Muxiu's gentle voice briefly warmed up Zhao Jiner, but she was still worried about Pu Lanbin's injury, so she went to get an injection and used medicine in person.

"Huilan..." Pu Lanbin was confused about Yang Huilan's name. Zhao Jiner frowned slightly. Whenever he thought of the two of them torture each other, Zhao Jiner couldn't help but sigh.

As for Sister Huilan, I really don’t know what she is thinking, it would be fine if I had the opportunity to ask her.

Qin Muxiu was also worried when he saw Zhao Jiner so sad, "Madam, if you keep sighing for other men, you have to eat something for your husband." Qin Muxiu said as he carried the person into his arms, with his eyes full of care.

"Stop coming, I'm afraid that Sister Yi will be angry for a moment. If she really gets married, she will not have time to regret it."

Zhao Jiner thought so, Xiao Quance and Pu Lanbin were more inclined to Pu Lanbin after all. After all, he could give up more for Sister Huilan, even his wealth and life. If it were Xiao Quance...

Zhao Jin'er didn't know what choice he would make, after all, no one could predict what hadn't happened.

"Maybe you can have a good chat with Sister Tong. After all, it's better to be cautious about marriage. In this way, you don't have to sigh and feel sad anymore." Qin Muxiu said as he pinched Zhao Jiner's tender face. The cold touch made Zhao Jiner frown slightly.

Zhao Jin'er bit him in pain, thinking that there were still patients inside and were too lazy to care about him, "We think of this as the same place." Zhao Jin'er said as she touched Qin Muxiu's wrist, originally trying to find the pulse, but the ambiguous posture of the two really makes people think of it.

"That lady, should we go back and rest?" Qin Muxiu said as he curled his fingers at Zhao Jiner's hair, his voice extremely gentle.

"It's time to go back, but I have to take a look at it for you when I go back. You two don't even know how to beat the umbrella. Your hands are so cold and you still wonder if there are any." Zhao Jin'er said, grabbing Qin Muxiu's hand and walked towards the room.

Jin'er's hands were soft and seeing that she was worried about her, Qin Muxiu smiled with satisfaction.

The next day, Qin Muxiu brought Zhao Jin'er to Yang's mansion. Compared to Pu Lanbin's loneliness and sorrow, Yang's mansion was really too lively.

The Yang Mansion was watching the fun at the entrance of the fun, and they were muttering the words in their mouths. The matchmaker at the door was dressed up in a shiny way, and the peach wood boxes tied with red silk were delivered in boxes one by one.

Zhao Jiner and Qin Muxiu looked at each other. At this moment, they didn't know how to talk about Pu Lanbin.

"Jin'er? Son-in-law? Come and come and don't touch you." Yang's mother was about to arrange the servant to welcome the things into the door. When she saw Zhao Jin'er and Qin Muxiu at the door, she was very happy and quickly pulled the person to her side, "Don't bump into you when you are at the godmother."

"Godmother, these are..."

"What else can it be? Sister Huilan finally figured it out. I just opened the door this morning, Lord Xiao and his betrothal gifts have been waiting for a long time. I have been moving for a while."

Yang's mother was not happy to see these things, but she was too satisfied with her new son-in-law. With such sincerity and thought, how could she be bad for Huilan in the future?
Chapter completed!