Song Ting came to Yan Zeyu's side and saw that he was still unconscious, as if he had fallen asleep, and his jade carving-like facial features flashed with a faint halo under the flickering lights. It must have been cold poison, and the pain that seeped into the bone marrow made Yan Zeyu, who was in a coma, frown in pain, and cold sweat slowly fell down her bun.

Song Ting went outside the house to fetch a basin of hot water, soaked it with a handkerchief, and wiped the fine sweat off his forehead for him, Yan Zeyu's brows gradually twisted into a knot, perhaps because he was in a coma without the restraint of reason, Yan Zeyu groaned softly in pain. There were more and more cold sweats on his forehead, and Song Ting kept wiping it with a handkerchief.

I don't know how long it took, Yan Zeyu finally woke up from the dream, and as soon as he opened his eyes, he was a little surprised to see Song Ting's enlarged face, but the pain in his body made him lie there quietly.

"Late Spring Banquet" Chapter 62: The two who have insomnia are hitting their hands, please wait a moment,

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