Ji Mingzhu woke up in the guest courtyard of the Yuan Family.
"Don't move."
A pair of large hands pressed down on her shoulders, "There are needles on your head, you mustn't move."
The speaker's voice was gentle.
It was Yuan Changan.
Ji Mingzhu instinctively scanned the room, but did not see Xie Yunzhen.
"He has returned to the capital."
Yuan Changan understood Ji Mingzhu's thoughts and said, "If there's nothing urgent, he probably won't come back to Yangzhou."
Ji Mingzhu's expression looked slightly dazed, seeming relieved, "That's good."
She obediently lay on the couch, her expression calm.
Neither happy nor sad.
Yuan Changan felt inexplicably disappointed; Mingzhu should have loved Xie Yunzhen.
Perhaps in her heart, there's still a place for him.
Otherwise, how could someone as clear-headed as her be so overly stimulated to pass out?
Suddenly his throat felt a little tight, "He left because he was concerned about your health."
