The Queen of Gossip

Huang sideways passed her touch, and said coldly, "No, I can do it myself."

Su Wanqing put down her hands in embarrassment, sat up, and looked at Xingyehuang quietly.

He tore off a shirt sleeve and strangled the wound. His movements were very agile and professional, and the bleeding was stopped almost instantly.

After the wound was treated, there was nothing between the two of them, only the autumn breeze blew slowly past her embarrassing face.

"Go back." He finally said.

She responded softly: "Yes."

**.**.**.**.**

The afterglow of autumn falls into the glass window and falls on a man and a woman sitting opposite each other, drinking English scented tea.

"Wan Qing, you don't seem to like to talk much." Luo Xichen asked tentatively.

Mechelle was silent, looking down at the petals in the teacup.

"Wanqing, how will I know what you mean if you don't answer me?" Luo Xichen stretched out his big hand anxiously, grabbed her folded little hands on the table, and said, "Mommy said she wanted us to meet you in ten days. Engaged, do you agree?"

"Lucifer...love..." Mechelle murmured, and these days, those were the only words she seemed to be able to say.

No matter what he asked or said, she either listened quietly or babbled like a child.

"You say you love me, does that mean you agree to be engaged to me?"

With a happy expression on his face, Luo Xichen stood up, took the initiative to sit beside Mechelle, stretched out his long arms, and took her into his arms.

"Great, great, after we get engaged, we will officially get married when that friend of Mommy cures your brain."

The body of the little person in his arms trembled faintly, and even the little hands couldn't help clenching them tightly.

Luo Xichen lowered his head, looking at her obedient appearance.

Since three days ago, Mommy called that friend to help Wan Qing see a doctor and used some strange methods and medicines, she has become like this now.

However, Mommy's friend said that Wan Qing's situation has obviously improved.

But Luo Xichen didn't understand why she got better. Not only was she more silent than before, but the next day she still couldn't remember what happened the day before.

"Huh? Wan Qing, why are your hair roots a little white?" Luo Xichen's icy eyes flashed and landed on the top of Mechelle's head.

"Have you grown white hair? Why is the root of the hair white and yellow?" Thinking of this, Luo Xichen's heart shuddered. Could it be that she was sick again, causing nutritional problems in the hair.

"Grey! Where's Gray?!"

Luo Xichen stood up, opened the door, and roared to the outside: "Grey, come here, something happened!"

Andrew's family's personal doctor heard the call and rushed over immediately.

With a scorched face, Gray asked, "Young Master, what's the matter? Is your heart feeling unwell again?"

"It's not me, it's Wan Qing. She seems to be starting to grow gray hair, please help her to see." Luo Xichen was quite worried.

"I saw that she has taken a lot of medicine recently. Is it because the medicine prescribed by Mommy's friend has certain toxicity, which will damage the body and cause the white hair to grow?"

"Young master, don't worry, let me take a look first."

Gray frowned and walked towards Mechelle with a worried expression on his face. He reached out and was about to touch her hair when she screamed and slapped her away in horror.