"Where are you going to take me?"

"From today on, you will sleep upstairs with me." Ansjian said.

As I listened to this, I took a breath and then struggled.

Ansjian had a lot of effort to lock her in his arms and let her fall down.

"Um?"

"It's very good here, I don't want to live upstairs." Yan'er still insisted on her own ideas.

Dayou means that if Ansjian doesn't agree with her, she will continue to make trouble.

Ansjian held her and stood there for a while, but finally put her on the bed as she wished.

It was raining, the ground was very cold, she was sick, and he didn't get her shoes.

Ansjian left the room.

Yan'er looked at the empty room and stared at her eyes widened and she didn't feel sleepy. This made her feel completely indifferent when she woke up the next day.

Because of her fever last night, this will be light and easy to digest.

However, looking at the extremely nutritious food on the dining table and looking at the food that makes people feel greatly increased, Yan'er only drank half a cup of porridge.

The teapot housekeeper advised her for a long time.

I didn’t eat anything last night, and today I only ate this little, so how could my body, which was invaded by the disease, hold on to it?

Yan'er listened and knew it was right, but her appetite was really not good now.

She forced herself to eat some of them just now.

Seeing Yan'er leaving the table, the teapot housekeeper found Ansijian's place.

Not long after, Yan'er's door was knocked again.

Ansjian stood at the door, holding a bowl of lean meat porridge with a bowl of peeled eggs in his hand.

Yan'er didn't open the doors, but just showed her body.

I knew what he was going to come, but I still asked, "Is there anything wrong?"

"You eat too little, which is not good for your health." An Sijian said, wanting to persuade Yan'er to eat more, but he said this before seeing Yan'er reach out.

Ansijian put the porridge on her hand, Yan'er said thank you, and then closed the door.

Her attitude was very obvious. She thought Ansjian would leave if she was rejected like this, but within two seconds the door was opened.

Looking at the lean egg and lean meat porridge that Yan'er put aside, An Sijian's eyes were not surprised. He looked at Yan'er and said, "Can I talk to you?"

Although it was a question, it was not actually given a choice for Yan'er.

He had found a seat to sit down and sat opposite Yan'er.

Yan'er pursed her lips slightly uncomfortable.

"What do you want to talk about?" Yan'er asked.

"You're a little strange." Ansjian said.

Yan'er's heart tightened, but her face showed her as before: "What's so strange?"

She thought she had concealed it well, but in fact, Ansjian had already noticed it the moment she showed an abnormality.

"You are obviously very unhappy, why do you still laugh?"

"I'm not unhappy, I just want to finish embroidering your clothes earlier." Yan'er retorted, and she pointed to the fabric that had been embroidered next to her.

Ansjian didn't even glance at it and said directly: "No, you have it. Now you are the same as when you first entered the castle. You can't deceive me."

"You haven't seen me at that time, how do you know I was unhappy?"
Chapter completed!