Lan Shao escorted him to the door and closed it.
"Why are you up? Tired?" Lan Shao asked gently.
Fan Rou shook her head, "No, I just wanted to get up and walk around."
After lying down for so long, she felt her whole body was weary.
"Alright, I'll help you up, take it slow."
Lan Shao supported Fan Rou, helping her stand, every movement was slow, as if magnified in slow motion.
Lan Shao helped Fan Rou to the window, letting her stand there and look at the outside scenery.
Outside the windowsill, there was a loquat tree, and it was the season when loquats were ripe. A few birds were perched on the treetops, sneaking bites of the loquats.
"Why did he come looking for you again?" Lan Shao asked, pretending not to care.
In truth, he didn't like Fan Rou being involved in these matters; this time, she almost lost her life.
She was just lucky to survive; what about next time? Who can guarantee such good luck again?
After all, Ye Ranran couldn't arrive in time every single time.
