When Yu Chen saw Si Yan's appearance, the smile on his face suddenly disappeared, and more wretchedness appeared on his face.
"Kiss you" Siyan squinted her eyes with cold eyes
"How can I have a relative like you? You..." Yu Chen's face felt a little hot, and his body was forced back by Si Yan, back to a corner. He didn't believe that Si Yan would compromise and kiss him so easily.
"Tell me first, where is Wei'er's mother?" Siyan had forced him to have no way out. Their faces were so close that they seemed to be able to clearly see each other's eyelashes and bright eyes.
Yu Chen could feel Si Yan's breath. He didn't dare to breathe at such a close distance. He lowered his breathing breathlessly and didn't know where to look. The depression was a bit unbearable. He took a long breath and compromised.
He said, "Okay, let me tell you, Wei'er's mother is in Miao territory..."
"Miaojiang?" was once again associated with this place. Siyan had only heard of it. It was said that Miaojiang had a lot of witchcraft and voodoo, which were extremely poisonous and evil. It was considered a creepy place.
But how could Wei'er's mother come all the way from Chu to the Miao border? What's going on?
Yu Chen thought Siyan had just let him go. Just as he was about to sit up, Siyan pushed forward again. He was so frightened that he slipped on the bed with a bang, causing the wound to ache.
"What else do you want? Didn't I tell you everything?"
Yu Chen covered his chest, looking like he wanted to beg for mercy, and said helplessly
Yu Chen sighed, a little coquettishly, "I will tell you on the way tomorrow... I am a patient now, can I take good care of the patient?"
Siyan looked at him with a bit of a coquettish mood, and couldn't help but want to laugh. She looked at him like a child now, but felt very comfortable in her heart. The manly aura of the previous two days suddenly disappeared.
But you can still find traces of it in his eyes.
"Are you sure you can leave the palace tomorrow?" Siyan looked at his wounds, a little worried.
Yu Chen forgot that he was still injured for a moment, patted his chest with his right hand confidently, and said with a smile: "Don't worry, my health is very good..."
I accidentally patted the wound, and I took a few breaths of cold air from the pain. The heart-pounding pain stung every nerve.