Shao He felt a wave of melancholy, not knowing what had happened on Pei Huaian's side; it had been two days since she last received any correspondence.
"Miss, don't worry," Qingxia consoled. "The Fifth Prince might be too busy, and the epidemic might be causing quite the trouble."
Shao He let out a light sigh, "I hope so!"
Feeling somewhat dejected, she leaned back on the recliner, closed her eyes to rest, and silently prayed for Pei Huaian to reply soon.
Yun Qian sat by her side, staring at her profile. Her features were picturesque, and a hint of pallor on her cheeks made her look distressingly delicate and lovable.
Her appearance involuntarily reminded him of the first time he met her, fragile as a kitten, stirring an inexplicable emotion within him.
Suddenly, Yun Qian jerked awake; how could he entertain such strange thoughts?
Shao He opened her eyes and met his evasive gaze.
"What's wrong with you?"
