Nan Liyou walked up the steps without any pause. After stopping at the last step, Nan Liyou saw Zhao Siyan standing on a rockery facing the wind.
It had only been one night, and he had completely overturned his usual handsomeness. He had a stubble in his beard, a tired face, red and swollen eyes, and no energy at all. Zhao Siyan looked like this, which made Nan Liyou slightly worried.
After all, Zhao Siyan had always played the role of her second brother in the past years.
Although there is no overlap, there are some things that cannot be asserted in just a few words.
Zhao Siyan jumped down from the rockery, glanced at her briefly, then walked to the rockery aside and took out a woman from there.
Nan Liyou saw Youran with a blue face at a glance. He was startled and strode forward. After some observation, the composure on his face became heavy.
"The situation is not optimistic!" Nan Li said worriedly. When Zhao Siyan heard this, his handsome eyebrows suddenly twisted into the Chinese character "Sichuan" and he said coldly: "Heavenly Soul Melting Blood Pill!"
Nan Li glanced at him unhappily, and the white porcelain bottle slipped out of his sleeve. As soon as he held it in his hand, Zhao Siyan quickly snatched it away.
When he opened the stopper and poured it out, he smelled a strange fragrance. Without thinking, he opened Youran's mouth and fed the pill in.
"The elixir has been delivered, shouldn't you cash it in?" Nan Liyou said calmly, stood up, and looked down at the man squatting on the ground with an arrogant attitude.
"What's the hurry!" Zhao Siyan spat out a few words lightly, staring intently at Youran's changes.
After about half a cup of tea, he leisurely and faintly opened his eyes, looked around with his dim eyes, met an enlarged face, smiled at the corner of his mouth, and shouted weakly: "Brother...
"
Zhao Siyan suppressed his excitement, nodded sharply, and stroked his bloodless face, "Of course, my brother has made you suffer!"
"Brother, I'm fine, aren't I?" Youran smiled softly and gracefully.
"Now that Youran is fine, Zhao Siyan, should you keep your promise?" Nan Liyou interrupted the conversation between the two of them.
"Xiao Qi..." He turned his head leisurely and saw the person standing there.
Nan Liyou nodded towards her, which already contained a lot.
Zhao Siyan helped Youran up, the smile on his face gradually disappeared, replaced by a sinister face, and raised the corners of his lips sarcastically, "Do you think I will still agree to you at this time?"
Nan Liyou gritted her teeth. She had long expected that the other party would go back on his word, and sneered: "Zhao Siyan, I have seen shameless people, but I have never seen a man as shameless as you!"
"So what!" Zhao Siyan didn't feel anything was wrong at all, and his expression didn't waver at all.
"Brother, Xiao Qi, what's going on!" Youran on the side didn't understand at all. Her condition was already known to them.
"It's okay!" the two said in unison.
They looked at each other in surprise, and Nan Li said worriedly: "Zhao Siyan, give you one last chance! Should you keep your promise or not?"
"I just shouldn't keep it, what can you do to me!" Zhao Siyan sneered.
"Okay! Very good!" Nan Liyou felt that there was no need to continue to pester him like this, "Since you don't abide by the agreement, then don't blame me for being rude!"
Suddenly, the fighting energy all over his body was released, and a strong wind was brewing in his palms.