"Was soone pushed into it?" Feng Yan’s breath turned noticeably colder in an instant.
Nian Nian actually t with an accident in her own family’s dicinal field, and he couldn’t shirk the responsibility.
Xia Yinian’s gaze flickered, but she quickly ca to her senses.
"No, it was my own carelessness."
"Why so careless?" Old Master furrowed his brows.
Worried that the elder might notice sothing amiss, Xia Yinian pursed her lips and let out a light sigh.
"It’s all because Grandpa’s place is too beautiful, the pond alone is so enticing."
"Nian Nian is also particularly fond of Grandpa’s dicinal field style, got so carried away while admiring it, and look what happened, right?"
"Silly girl, from now on, at Grandpa’s place, co however you please, why the rush?" Old Master glanced at Xia Yinian and then coughed.
"Grandpa, you go back ho first, I’ll be able to co back soon," Xia Yinian said softly.
Seeing Grandpa looking so worn out on her account made her feel uneasy.
Before the Old Master could speak, Xia Yinian continued, "Please go back, I need to rest too."
As soon as the words fell, she shifted her body forward and, with Gu Beicheng’s help, lay down again.
She glanced at the man beside her and dared not look longer.
With grandpa still there, she didn’t want him to overthink, her relationship with Uncle is really complicated, she even couldn’t explain it clearly, it would be bad for Grandpa to have doubts.
Today’s Uncle seems okay, as if he understood her hint.
"Grandpa, I’ll take you back first, if Niannian is all right, I will pick her up to go ho and recover early," Feng Yan said softly.
"Old Master, please go back first, Miss Niannian can’t rest at ease with you here," Feng Rui also reminded.
"Ah Rui can take back, Ah Yan, you take good care of Niannian," Old Master shook his head and sighed again.
"I understand, Grandpa," Feng Yan nodded, without saying too much.
"Niannian, rest up, take care of your body. That’s what’s important, no need to worry about other things," Old Master’s gaze still lingered on Xia Yinian.
"Mhm, I know," Xia Yinian slightly lifted the corners of her mouth and nodded gently.
Feng Rui pushed the Old Master away, and even Tian Xing left the sickroom.
Hearing the sound of the door closing, Xia Yinian bit her lip and looked at Gu Beicheng.
Gu Beicheng held her small hand, his eyes full of an indulgent aura.
Xia Yinian dared not look more, the more she looked, the more she couldn’t help thinking.
She retracted her gaze and also withdrew her hand, placing it under the blanket.
Gu Beicheng did not insist, just sitting there as if watching her was enough for him.
Feng Yan found it inappropriate to disturb, turned and sat down a bit away, on the sofa.
Gu Beicheng stared at the person on the bed without blinking, and only when Xia Yinian looked at him again did he speak in a low voice, "Does it still hurt a lot?"
"A little," Xia Yinian nodded.
"Niannian, is there anything else you want to tell us?" Feng Yan stayed not to be a third wheel.
Xia Yinian blinked, glancing outside.
From her current angle, she couldn’t see Feng Yan, but she could sowhat guess his location.
"Was it Xia Chuxue who pushed you down?" Gu Beicheng looked at her, his gentle voice tinged with frost.
Xia Yinian shook her head and spoke in a low voice, "No, there were assassins, I really encountered assassins."
Gu Beicheng’s expression remained unchanged, but his forefinger moved slightly, Xia Yinian might not have noticed, but Feng Yan saw it all.
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