The only answer she got was silence.

Wei Jie's calm and deep black eyes just looked at her quietly, without any waves or sounds, as if she was a transparent person standing there.

"Seventh brother, your body is so weak, you should not worry about those troubles. I will go to the palace later and talk to the emperor brother clearly. If he continues to be like this, what is the difference between him and a tyrant? Has he forgotten that you are still poisoned? Your body is already rotten like this, and if you are poisoned again, can he bear the consequences?"

As Hongyu cursed bitterly, a layer of inexplicable emotions gradually emerged from someone's originally emotionless eyes. Especially since this emotion directly influenced him to speak out: "This is a matter between us, don't get involved."

Although the words were short, it was undoubtedly a surprise for Hongyu, who usually could only hear single-digit words. Because she was too happy, the little girl's face turned red, and she looked at her brother without blinking, as if she suspected that the words just now were said to her.

"Seventh Brother, are you talking to Hongyu? Are you concerned about Hongyu? Seventh Brother, my ears are not hallucinating, right? Seventh Brother..."

Hongyu was so excited that she became like a little sparrow, chirping and annoying someone. She snorted coldly. Hongyu had long been accustomed to his cold attitude. After his kind reminder, she didn't care about his cold attitude at all. She jumped up and said excitedly, "I knew that Brother Qi is not as cold as he looks. We are all made of flesh and blood. I will exchange my sincerity for yours. Sooner or later, your heart will be warmed by me."

Perhaps the atmosphere in the room was too quiet, so that after Hongyu's excitement, she realized that the brother who had made her excited had already returned to his original indifferent appearance, flipping through the book carelessly. Obviously, her emotions did not affect him at all.

Hongyu didn't care. She just sat down quietly, hugged Wei Jie's arm, and shook it like a spoiled child: "Seventh Brother, I don't care how others see you. I only know that Hongyu's life was saved by Seventh Brother. As long as Hongyu is alive, she will know how to repay her gratitude. I just heard in the imperial study..."

However, before Hongyu could finish her words, she was interrupted by Wei Jie's sudden cold voice: "You should go back."

"Seventh Brother, I really heard it just now," but her next words were stuck in her throat.

The impatience flashing in Wei Jie's eyes startled Hongyu. She couldn't say the words that were about to come out. She just looked at Wei Jie with a hurt face, "Seventh Brother..., Hongyu, Hongyu just wants to do something for you."

"No need, leave."

Wei Jie's cold and harsh voice rang in her ears. That icy tone, without any emotion, forced Hongyu to burst into tears of grievance. She stared blankly at the person in front of her, but the other person seemed not to see it.

At this moment, there was a sudden knock on the door, accompanied by Xia Yunhe's soft voice: "My Lord, it's me, Yunhe. I heard that Princess Hongyu is here, so I prepared some refreshments."