Wang has always been in this kind of anxiety where he is not sure whether the people around him are really Jiang Nanyan. No wonder he can't sleep at night and has nightmares, and sometimes he falls off the bed...
No wonder... Wang's health has been going up and down, with no major improvement.
Wu Yu sighed, leaned into Huangfulian's ear, and whispered, "Wang, don't worry, my subordinates didn't trick you this time. She is the real Miss Jiang."
"Really?" Huangfulian looked at Wu Yu with a confused and uncertain expression.
"Really." Wu Yu nodded affirmatively, "Have you forgotten? We sneaked into the Summer Palace and rescued her!" [
Huangfulian was silent for a moment, remembering what happened in the summer palace and by the canal in the capital, her anxious heart finally relaxed.
"Yes...she is Yan'er..." He murmured to himself, walked to Jiang Nanyan again and held her hand tightly.
Jiang Nanyan looked at Huangfulian worriedly.
His expression was a little dazed, and his eyes were unfocused, as if he couldn't see everything around him. Are you okay?
"Huangfulian..." Jiang Nanyan wanted to reach out and pat his cheek to make him sober up. Thinking of Wu Yu's previous thoughts and looking at Qian Gang and the others with embarrassed faces in the room, she gave up the idea and put her hand away.
Went back.
Huangfulian was stuck in her own thoughts and did not notice the worry on Jiang Nanyan's face.