After staying in the system space for a while, Si Nan withdrew his soul and returned to Qin Xiaoxiao's body.

This plane is the vacation plane that the scum promised her, so there is no need to do a task.

…… After all, it was a difficult task, and she almost took her life.

Waking up from his slumber, Si Nan slowly turned his head to look at the person beside the bed, and closed his eyes again.

It seems that she has not become a little fool again.

Xia Zixun sat on the edge of the bed, frowning a little worriedly when she woke up.

Leaned over to help Si Nan up, let her lean into his arms, and put the back of his hand on the little face that was slightly cold, and he called her name softly:

"Xiaoxiao, does your head still hurt?"

Si Nan opened his eyes and glanced at the man holding him, and shook his head slowly.

Wrapping around Xia Zixun's neck and shrinking into his arms, Si Nan buried his head in his arms and said softly:

"Zixun, I'm so tired."

Pulling the futon to wrap the girl tightly, Xia Zixun said softly:

"Then we won't be back to the palace in the near future, okay?"

The brain's reaction became a little sluggish, and Si Nan refused for a long time before shaking his head again:

"Let's go back."

Xia Zixun is now a piece of fat that is being targeted, and it is always a little unsafe to stay outside the palace for a long time.

"Listen to you."

……

It has been nearly half a month since the Zhenguo Mansion returned to the palace.

In the past half month, Cuicui has been madly doubting her life.

What's wrong with her young lady?

It turned out to be so quiet.

Even his temperament has become much warmer, and he is not as lively as before.

It's just that the reaction seems to be much slower than before.

Looking at Si Nan, who was sitting obediently and skillfully embroidering not far away, Cuicui almost had the illusion that her young lady had been replaced.

She had already begun to suspect that Si Nan had a good brain.

In the past, when her young lady was bored, she tossed around the palace.

How could I sit and embroider so quietly like now.

It's just incredible.

Putting down the fan that was being embroidered in his hand, Si Nan began to feel a faint pain in his brain again.

Before she put down what she was holding, she tilted her head and fell asleep on the table.

Cuicui took a cloak and walked over to cover her, sighing happily or sadly.

Since Miss Hit last came back from the Zhenguo Mansion, it has become like this.

Anywhere, some of them fall asleep on any occasion.

Xia Zixun stood silently in the distance and looked at the person sleeping on the table in the gazebo, his eyes moving slightly.

He found that Qin Xiaoxiao hadn't been as noisy as before recently.

When I was with him, I didn't even talk a lot.

It seems that it has become like this since I fainted in the Zhenguo Mansion.

Although it was much safer for Qin Xiaoxiao to continue to stay in the palace,

But this little guy suddenly became so honest, he really didn't get used to it.

However, her well-behaved appearance seems to be more likable.

Pursing his lips and smiling lightly, Xia Zixun quietly walked into the pavilion and looked at the sleeping girl.

Just as she was about to carry her back to the dormitory, the girl moved, and raised her head in a daze.

Turning his head to look at the person beside him, Si Nan's eyebrows were still carrying unlost sleep.

Reaching out to wrap around Xia Zixun's waist, she leaned her head over.

It's been weird lately.

As long as Xia Zixun has been away from her for a long time, she will start to have headaches from time to time.

Rubbing his head in the man's arms, Si Nan said sullenly:

"Zixun, I still have a headache."

Hearing this, Xia Zixun was also a little helpless.

Recently, Qin Xiaoxiao often told him that he had a headache.