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As Jing Jue spoke, he thought back to last night in that run-down temple. That hug from his back made him feel extremely at ease. It felt warm to the heart.

"Jing Jue, do you know? "White Fan, she actually …" After Jing Jue finished speaking, he looked at him with a serious expression.

"What?" What happened to her? " Jing Jue was at a loss.

Looking at him, he knew he had guessed right. He sighed.

"Once a person is within it, his eyes and heart will be blinded. Perhaps only bystanders will be able to see clearly. Only bystanders will be able to see clearly."

"Hmm?"

"Don't you see how the white fan feels for you?" Ye Chong finally said what he had wanted to say a long time ago.

Jing Jue was stunned for a few seconds before bursting out in laughter.

"Qu …" You are too... "Sister Fan and I have known each other since we were young. We were like brother and sister, she only treated me like a brother and sister. A while ago, she even said that she wanted to marry another husband, and asked me to introduce him to her!"

Ye Zichen's face turned dark in an instant.

"Jing Jue, you're really stupid. Bai Fan asked you that question on purpose to see how you would react. In the end, you seriously introduced her to a young man. That day, she was in a bad mood and drank a lot by herself."

Jing Jue still couldn't believe it. He looked at Qian Jin suspiciously.

"If she didn't have you in her heart, why would she be unhappy when you said you liked the house? Why would she get drunk when you were introducing her to the men, why would she be the first to run out and find you when she heard you were missing, and why would she be the first to find you?"

As Jing Jue listened to Gu Li's words, his expression slowly changed from shock to emotion. It was as if there was a stick stirring in his heart.

Thinking back carefully, it really did seem like what Qu Li had said …

After saying all that in one breath, he panted slightly and no longer looked at Jing Jue.

Jing Jue lowered his head, not knowing what he was thinking. He was like a deflated ball, his body powerlessly leaning against the back.

When they arrived at the small building's infirmary, Jing Jue alighted from the carriage and returned to the general's manor.

In the next three days, he would also be very busy. In order to get married to Zhan Xiaolou, he would have to prepare a lot of things in advance.

Jing Jue saw that the injuries on Bai Fan's knee had already been treated. He breathed a sigh of relief as he walked to the side of the battle building. He whispered, "Sister Fan's injuries …"

"Don't worry about it. It'll be fine in at most seven to eight days." Zhan Xiaolou answered with a loud voice.

Bai Fan discovered that ever since he got off the carriage, Jing Jue had not looked at him. Sometimes when he looked at him, Jing Jue would avoid him and when he talked to him, Jing Jue would pretend not to hear him.

Anan finally saw Jing Jue. His hanging heart was finally relieved. He threw himself at Jing Jue's feet and cried incessantly.

Even though Jing Jue was cold to others, but Nan had been with him since he was young, so he still had a sense of master and servant. He helped Nan up, and his eyes reddened.

"Nan, I'm sorry, I really made a big mistake this time."

Anan wiped away his tears and said, choked with sobs, "I've already written the letters to the Tower Lord, and I suddenly heard that you were fine. I …"

At this point, he felt extremely sleepy, and his eyelids were lidded as he fought.

"Jing Jue, Nan, and the others, go and have a good rest. After lunch, I will expel the poison for you."

Considering the time, it should have been detoxified yesterday.

Jing Jue obediently followed Ah Nan. Ever since he entered the hospital, he had always wanted to apologize to Zhan Xiaolou, but he couldn't bring himself to do so.

Now that he thought about it, he might as well eat lunch. Since everyone was here, it wouldn't be too late for him to apologize.