Song Huai'an nodded, she should be thanked, she looked at the towering door plaque in front of the mansion.

Wei Chi Mansion.

"There are quite a lot of places where your prince lives."

One will be the inn, the other will be the Sheng Mansion, and the other will be the Wei Chi Mansion.

But no matter what, this time, she really should thank him......

"Hey, Song Huai'an!"

Chu Yan's exclamation came from his ears, but Song Huai'an's vision became darker and darker.

She vaguely felt that she had a dream, dreaming that she had lived to be ninety-nine years old, there was a good field in front of her home, a fish pond in the back mountain, children and grandchildren under her knees, and an old man in a scroon coat squatting beside her, she just wanted to ask the old man who are you?

The old man turned his face and shouted at her with a smile.

"Lady-"

"Lady?"

Song Huaian was so startled that he opened his eyes for a moment.

There was a dazzling light, and Song Huai'an took several breaths before finally remembering where he was.

On the table in the room, the gentleman was resting his cheeks, his long hair slightly tied up and scattered casually over his shoulders, and his body was draped in a wide robe.

It's Kou Jingyu.

Song Huai'an heard the sound of approaching people outside the house, so he wanted to get off the bed, but as soon as he moved, he felt unbearable back pain.

It seems to be serious again.

She's not going to be paralyzed, right?

Song Huaian pulled the corners of her mouth helplessly, and thought that it should not be, if she was really paralyzed, she should be unconscious now.

"Master, the wheelchair is ready."

There was a soft knock on the door outside, followed by a somewhat familiar voice.

Song Huai'an saw Kou Jingyu's shoulders trembling slightly, so he stood up with the robe on his shoulders, and he seemed to subconsciously look back in her direction.

Looking at each other, the man standing in the room smiled.

The sun was shining outside the house, hitting the half-open window, Song Huaian couldn't help but sigh, she was fascinated by it, and she was really stunned.

"What is the lady sighing for? But how uncomfortable is it? ”

"I'm fine—"

Song Huai'an said as he lifted up to stop Kou Jingyu's movement to get closer, and pointed to the door.

"It looks like someone is looking for you outside, don't you take a look?"

"Oh, out there."

As if he finally remembered that there was someone outside, Kou Jingyu glanced out of the door, and then leaned over to the bed again.

"The lady has a serious back injury, and Xu Nian said that you may not be able to walk normally in a short time, so I prepared this for the lady."

After Kou Jingyu finished speaking, he hurriedly opened the door, took the wheelchair from the person outside the door and pushed into the room like an invitation.

At this time, the door was open, and Song Huaian also saw the young man standing at the door.

A lifeless face like a dead fish, and a pair of eyes that are still bright, except that one of the eyes is dark and eye-catching.

No wonder she felt familiar, the person outside was actually Xu Yaoshi of the Sheng Mansion, what she suspected before was really not wrong, now it seems that he is really a person from the Jingwang Mansion, but he seems to have been beaten by someone, and one eye has become a panda eye.

It's the first time she's seen a live-action version of Panda Eyes, and to be honest, it's a bit funny.

However, Song Huaian bit his lower lip in time and held back the laughter.

Kou Jingyu squinted at Song Huai'an, who had been looking out of the house, until she saw her stealing fun, and then stretched her eyebrows again.

"If the lady likes it, I'll ask Chu Yan to beat him in the other eye."

"Huh? Don't-"

Song Huai'an hurriedly grabbed Kou Jingyu, who seemed to be going to give orders, and she was speechless and glanced at Pharmacist Xu who was standing at the door.

I don't know if this person heard Kou Jingyu's words just now, anyway, she would have thought that she was the demon girl of the cholera dynasty for a moment.

At this time, Kou Jingyu was still smiling at Yan Yan's appearance, as if he had just made a joke.

Song Huaian breathed a sigh of relief.

"Don't make that joke next time."

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