Shangguan Yuntian didn't talk much all night, but if Nangong Zui or Uncle Ma asked him, he would definitely answer. As for Shan Rong, although he occasionally glanced at Shangguan Yuntian and Xi'er,
, the two of them just pretended not to see it, and they didn't react at all to her hesitation in speaking.
"Let's hit the road early tomorrow morning. We can enter the town at noon. Then I'll find a doctor to look at the girl's feet." Nangong Zui glanced at Shan Rong's feet, then turned away and looked at the dancing fire.
"My foot is fine... I just need to rest for two days and it will be fine." Shan Rong glared at Nangong Zui lightly, put a hand on his ankle, and moved his brows slightly. It was still very painful to think about it.
Xi'er raised her head and glanced at Shangguan Yuntian, and saw that he only smiled gently at her, so she also smiled. She knew that Shangguan Yuntian let her decide for herself. Whether she wanted to treat Shan Rong's foot or not, he would stand by her.
On her side.
Xi'er decided not to give it up.
She leaned lazily on Shangguan Yuntian's shoulder and threw a fruit to Uncle Ma who was preparing dinner for them. Anyway, she just had a sprain. Even if she died, she would still get better over time, just like she did before, for
Okay, hurry up and gather all the pain together... let's forget it. Besides, it seems more fun to have an injury on Shan Rong's foot.
"Master, Mr. Yun, you can eat." Uncle Ma took the rabbit and roast chicken away from the fire.
"Madam, what do you want to eat?"
"Miss Shan, do you want to eat rabbit or chicken?"
Two male voices sounded almost at the same time. Xi'er looked at Nangong Zui and Shan Rong with a smile. Then, "Chicken."
"I, I'll eat the rabbit." Shan Rong seemed a little uncomfortable because Nangong Zui became the focus of everyone with his words. He stuttered a little when he spoke.
Probably because she had always dressed in men's clothing before, so she had never seen this kind of thing being courted. And she, for so many years, had been focused on her father, and she had never understood the relationship between men and women... so
, now that he encountered Nangong Zui’s slightly clumsy show of kindness, he seemed flustered and at a loss.
Or maybe the play that Shangguan Yuntian directed for his beloved wife turned out to be a real fake show.