"It's the end of Yin time and the beginning of Mao time. It's almost dawn." Qin Wuyan put the teacup back on the table, got up and went to the ear room to bring warm water, "Take off your clothes, and I'll wipe your sweat for you, so you don't get sick .”

Zhuang Xiaoyu huddled under the quilt and said in a low voice, "I'll do it myself."

Qin Wuyan saw that her complexion was not good, so he didn't force it, he just wrung out the wet cloth and handed it to Zhuang Xiaoyu, then went to the closet to get a clean middle coat for her to change into.

When Qin Wuyan came out from the ear room again, Zhuang Xiaoyu had already changed his clothes and lay back on the quilt, Qin Wuyan sat on the bed and took off his outer shirt.

Zhuang Xiaoyu looked at the man's profile and asked, "Are you still asleep?"

"Well, some internal affairs have been dealt with." Qin Wuyan explained: "After all, he has just taken over the priest's mansion, and many things need to be sorted out in time."

Zhuang Xiaoyu looked at the man's frowning brows and said in a low voice, "Thank you for your hard work."

"It's okay." Qin Wuyan lay down beside her and asked, "What did you dream about?"

"Forgot." Zhuang Xiaoyu shook his head, unable to resist Qin Wuyan's gaze, turned sideways, and pointed his back at him, "It's getting late, you should rest soon."

Qin Wuyan: "..."

Qin Wuyan turned the person over unwillingly, "I heard you calling Zhuang Minghao's name, did you dream of him?"

Zhuang Xiaoyu met Qin Wuyan's deep and dark eyes, and replied softly: "Yes."

Qin Wuyan's palm landed on her heart: "You are clearly still afraid, why won't you tell me how you feel in your heart?"

"There's nothing to say, even if you say it, it won't help. You won't be able to find my brother anyway."

"Little Yu..."

"Did I say something wrong?" The moisture in Zhuang Xiaoyu's eyes came out little by little, and his vision gradually became blurred: "Yuecheng is not big, but it is not small, so many guards in the priest's mansion are looking for it. No, I’m afraid I’ll never see him again in this life.”

"You run out all day, in fact, you want to find your brother?"

"Probably." Zhuang Xiaoyu didn't deny it either: "What if I saw him someday."

Qin Wuyan: "Xiao Yu, don't you believe me anymore?"

"I don't believe you." Zhuang Xiaoyu lowered her voice, "I'm probably confused by these successive bad news..."

Qin Wuyan: "..."

Looking at her fragile appearance, Qin Wuyan felt distressed and helpless, not knowing what to do.

If Zhuang Minghao was still in his hands, he would have someone carry Zhuang Minghao's body directly in front of her, and it would be good for her to go out every day to look for Zhuang Minghao.

But Zhuang Minghao was robbed and disappeared.

Qin Wuyan stroked Zhuang Xiaoyu's long hair: "Xiao Yu, don't be angry, I'm just worried about you, if you go out again, bring more people to follow you, I'm just afraid that something might happen to you."

"Okay." Zhuang Xiaoyu's mood finally stabilized, "I was a little aggressive just now, I'm sorry."

"It's okay, no matter what you do to me, I won't blame you."

Zhuang Xiaoyu: "..."

Zhuang Xiaoyu, who originally planned to go back to sleep, heard the sounds of rustling outside, footsteps, sweeping and coughing mixed together, and couldn't sleep, so she simply got up with Qin Wuyan.

The nurse heard the movement inside and brought in the prepared breakfast.

Just as Zhuang Xiaoyu was about to speak, he heard Qin Wuyan say: "Put the breakfast in the front yard. After Xiaoyu has finished packing, Xiaoyu and I will go to the front yard to have dinner with the high priest."