Butler Li brought the brewed tea to Rongyan, and said with a smile: "Young madam, during the time you're not at home, the house is too deserted, and you don't have much energy to work. It's better for you to come back."

A home without a hostess has lost popularity after all.

Rong Yan smiled: "I won't go out in the future."

Rong Yan had a conversation with her family in the living room, then she excused herself to be tired and went upstairs to rest.

Back in the long-lost bedroom, Rong Yan forgot to fall on the bed and rolled twice.

Rong Yan sighed with emotion: "It's still our own bedroom that looks better."

Although the furnishings in the hospital are similar to those at home, they are replicas, not originals.

Moreover, there are traces of their lives everywhere here, which is far beyond comparison there.

Liancheng walked over elegantly, bent down and took off the shoes on Rongyan's feet.

With reproach: "Don't you feel dizzy from the fall?"

"Yes, dizzy." Rong Yan said with a smile.

"Stupid..." Liancheng poked Rongyan's head elegantly.

Yan Yan raised her feet: "My husband..."

Liancheng Yazhi sat next to her, holding her feet: "What's wrong?"

Rong Yan asked him: "Why did you lie to Tang Zong in the car today?"

"Did you see it?" Liancheng smiled elegantly, and he knew that he couldn't hide his appearance.

Rong Yan pouted: "Yes, if I can't see it anymore, you can cry."

Liancheng Yazhi lay beside Rongyan, hugging him: "I lied to him, because I think it would be good if he didn't know about it."

Face sideways, lying on Liancheng Yazhi's body, her chin resting on his chest: "Why? Whose phone is in the car? The person you mentioned is not the old man, right?"

Liancheng Yazhi combed Rongyan's hair slowly with her fingers: "Yes, it's not the old man."

"The call is from Kang Chen. He left home three days ago and came back today."

With a surprised face, she didn't even know about Kang Chen leaving home, "Oh, where did he go?"

Liancheng Yazhi looked down at her and met her eyes: "He went to the plateau this time and brought a person back."

"That person is—" Rong Yan's heart moved, and she felt that she already knew it.

Liancheng Yazhi caressed the cheeks of the upper face, and rubbed her thumbs lightly: "Yes, it is Xia Xuanmo, and - I let him go."

"Why?" The face was just surprised and puzzled, and there was no particularly intense emotion.

Now, Rong Nuo has her own happiness, and her resentment towards Xia Xuanmo has almost disappeared.

Liancheng Yazhi's voice became a little low: "Because he was injured, he was hit in the leg by a rolling stone, it was very serious, I asked Kang Chen to relieve him and treat him later, you also know that the lack of oxygen in the plateau is not conducive to wound healing, and the medical staff there The conditions are far from comparable to those of the imperial capital."

Rong Yan exclaimed: "Ah... I hurt my leg, isn't that serious?"

Liancheng nodded elegantly: "Yes, Kang Chen also said it was very serious, the wound was inflamed, and the fever continued... I think the injury may be more serious than what Kang Chen said."

His face became serious: "Then hurry up and find a doctor. If you hurt your leg, you need to find an authority in orthopedics."

Liancheng nodded elegantly: "I know, I will handle this matter, because it involves Xia Xuanmo, I don't want Tang Zong and Rong Nuo to think too much about it, so I plan to keep it a secret from them."

Rong Yan nodded: "You have to hide it, no wonder you said it was the old man's business in the car, don't worry husband, I won't let it slip."

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