I thought that since Yin Mo was such a man of few words, he would at least reply with an "um".
Who knew he would say something more later?
"She said it was incurable."
As he said this, Yin Mo had already sat down on the wooden stool, where a servant had brought up a teacup earlier that morning.
Without a second thought, he picked up the teacup and brought it to his lips.
Han Qing saw it, his handsome face froze for a moment, and he subconsciously said, "The tea is all cold..."
"puff."
Before he could finish speaking, Yin Mo, who had just put the cooled tea into his mouth, spat it back out.
Realizing her loss of composure, Yin Mo's delicate brows furrowed instantly.
Han Qing was also somewhat incredulous. "Tell me, what's wrong with you today?"
This absent-minded look is really...
But remembering what he had just said, Han Qing frowned again, "Why doesn't she get treatment?"
Such a strange disease, are we just waiting to die if we don't treat it?
But then his vision blurred, and instead of answering his question, Yin Mo got up and walked towards the door.
Um?
What are you doing?
Han Qing watched in bewilderment as the man in white walked to the door, then reached out and pulled open the tightly closed wooden door.
With a "whoosh".
A white figure rolled in from outside as the door opened.
Ouch!
The familiar voice came, and Han Qing's dark pupils suddenly widened.
This guy!
He shook his head helplessly yet indulgently. At this moment, Yin Mo's displeased voice could be heard from inside the room.
Did I teach you how to eavesdrop on other people's conversations?
Caught red-handed, and tumbling in in such a disheveled state, Yin Xiaobai looked utterly distressed.
Before even getting up, Yin Xiaobai obediently lowered her head and patted the dust off her white robe. "Brother, can you stop scolding me like a demon all the time?"
Although the eldest brother is said to be like a father, he pondered why his eldest brother felt like a mountain, often making him feel suffocated.
After he finished speaking, Han Qing on the other end chuckled.
Seeing that Yin Mo's expression was not good, Han Qing's smile faded slightly.
He strolled towards Yin Xiaobai, then grabbed his collar and pulled him outside. "Little ancestor, let's go, let's go. Sect Master Yin is in a bad mood right now. Don't be a cannon fodder."
Although Yin Mo is always cold and aloof, everyone can see that Miss Jiang's illness has already affected him.
Unfortunately, Yin Xiaobai is simple-minded and too playful. He was shouting, "What's there to be surprised about? My brother isn't going to marry that girl."
It really is.
"Alright, my little darling, you can go back to your room now."
In the distance, the dim light cast shadows in the long corridor, and a doting smile still lingered on Han Qing's lips.
*
Inside the house, Rong Shang woke up just as Yin Xiaobai's boisterous figure had left.
As far as I can remember, I only took a short nap, and when I woke up, it was already completely dark.
Red candles were lit inside, and charcoal was burning in a brazier, so the temperature was fairly warm.
Yin Mo and Rong Shang were now separated only by a screen.
Knowing she was awake, the man didn't come over to check on her. Instead, he stood in front of the screen and said in a cold voice, "Awake? Then get up and have your meal."
Even before she was drowsy, Yin Mo had already instructed the cook to prepare some food for Rong Shang to fill her stomach.
He was nowhere to be seen, only his voice could be heard, but Rong Shang ignored it and continued to lie on the bed with her eyes half-closed.
She looked like she hadn't woken up yet.
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