The morning sun was rising slowly, and the light passed through the window, leaving mottled light and shadow on the furnishings and curtains around the room. Yan Weile, who was sleeping on the bed, had his eyelashes trembling, and slowly opened his eyes. Everything he saw seemed to be a blurred double image.

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Sitting up with some difficulty while holding his forehead and arms, Yan Weile felt as if a ball of cotton had been stuffed into his head. He was extremely confused and dizzy. He shook his head, trying his best to regain some consciousness.

Slowly, the double image I saw gradually became clearer. Sitting on the other end of the bed was actually Zhuge Mingzhu, who was sleeping peacefully with his eyes closed!

Why is she in his room!

By the way, Yan Weile held his forehead and frowned slightly, some clips flashed through his mind quickly!

I met Zhuge Mingzhu fighting with a group of people in the market. I was very angry at the time. Did this woman have any brains? The dignified general's wife was like a gangster in the market and attacked people on the street. When word spread, the Yan family's face was completely embarrassed.

Light!

But when she saw that man's hidden weapon was about to hit her, he involuntarily blocked her in front of her. Thinking back on it, she was a little frightened. If she was the one who was injured, she might not be able to save her life.

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Cough cough... His mouth was a little dry. Yan Weile gently lifted the quilt and found it difficult to move his body. He couldn't exert any strength.

Qiyin was woken up by some noises. He rubbed his sleepy eyes, put down his hands and saw Yan Weile's eyes looking straight at him.

"You...you're awake!!!" He was really frightened. Yan Weile was still less lethal when he was asleep. Now, his brick face looked a little oozing when he looked at it.

"I want to drink water." I don't know why, but seeing her pitiful appearance made me feel good.

"Oh, ah, good." Qiyin reacted and hurriedly poured water and handed it to his mouth.

What's wrong? I don't understand why Yan Weile is looking at her so weirdly!

"Water, don't you want to drink it?"

Yan Weile looked at her in a trance as if something had pushed him. He stretched out his hand to grab her hand and drank all the tea in the cup. His hot palm held her hand tightly and wouldn't let go.

"Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere?" Qiyin struggled to pull out her hand in embarrassment, seeing that his appearance was a bit abnormal.

"How long have I been unconscious?" Yan Weile looked back and returned to his previous resolute and cold appearance.

"It's been two days and two nights."
Chapter completed!