Chapter 995

"So?"

The man's eyes were a bit deep. If it wasn't for the relationship between Shanglu, he would have attributed tetanus to the wind after injury.

But Xiao Qi would ask, it must be something he found.

Shaoqing, inkstone when seven face carefully, "I just left the guest room, found that the window open gap, just to Wen Zhiyuan's stomach."

The man narrowed his eyes. "Maybe the servant opened it."

Yan Shiqi shook his head in disapproval, "I thought so at the beginning.

But the third sister didn't let the servant clean it at all. Leng Yiyan took her to the guest room just now.

Maybe... I think too much. "

With that, she sipped the milk with her cup in her hand, but her eyelashes kept trembling.

Do ordinary people who don't understand medical theory have this kind of misunderstanding?

So what does that open window represent?

……

That night, eight o'clock sharp.

Wen Zhiyuan wakes up, her eyes are blurred and her head is heavy.

The guest room was dark and the view was poor.

She raised her hand to beat her forehead, and her abdomen was still burning with pain.

Somehow, the temperature in the room was so low that she felt cold to the bone.

Wen Zhiyuan covers her abdomen and arranges her clothes. She moves slowly to the ground. She is dizzy and nearly falls down.

She shook her head and walked forward step by step, muttering, "brother Yan..."

There was no response.

She opened the door, blinded by the sudden light in the corridor.

I closed my eyes for a few seconds, then I looked around with the wall.

A few seconds later, she seemed to hear a voice coming out of the activity room.

Wen Zhiyuan is no stranger to the layout of the imperial palace.

She held the wall to the activity room with great care.

The door of the activity room was open. She leaned over, her eyes flashing and her ears listening.

But the next second, the door was suddenly opened, accompanied by Leng Yiyan's low roar, "fourth brother Qin, since he won't help me, then we don't have to talk about it any more!"

Wen Zhiyuan is frightened by Leng Yiyan's opening the door. She hides in panic and looks into the room again.

A tall figure stopped at the same place, casting a dark and deep line of sight to her.

Wen Zhiyuan didn't open his eyes for almost a second. He covered his belly and leaned against Leng Yiyan. His voice was weak. "Brother Yan, what are you talking about?"

"He and I have nothing to talk about."

Leng Yiyan said, and looked at her, "how did you get up?"

"My head aches and it's cold..."

Wen Zhiyuan is not a fake.

Because her cheek is too ruddy, but her body is very cold, even these words, she shrunk several times.

Seeing this, Leng Yiyan and her eyes filled with worry, bent to pick her up, turned back to the guest room, scolded: "the doctor told you not to move, the temperature in the corridor is low, be careful to catch cold."

Wen Zhiyuan was in his arms. He wanted to say that the temperature in the room was lower, but he was afraid to annoy him. He dropped his eyes slightly and said, "I'm sorry to worry you."

This conversation between them is like an ordinary couple.

Qin Baiyu, who was standing in the activity room, looked back at them with her hands. Her cold facial features were indifferent, her eyes were dark, and she only pursed her lips and shook her head and sighed.

After a while, Yan Shiqi came out to look for him. After wandering around the corridor, he was surprised to find the figure of the man coming from the activity room.

She looked askew and didn't see anyone else. Then she went over and took his hand: "how did you go to the activity room and do sports?"

The man met her and replied, "no, I answered the phone."