Seeing that she was finally in a better mood, Shen Yan lowered his head and asked.
"Are you hungry? I'll go heat up some food for you."
Meng Qingluan shook her head. She felt weak and sore all over and had no appetite at all.
Seeing that she still looked listless, Shen Yan raised his hand to cover his forehead and frowned.
It's so hot.
Seeing his solemn expression, Meng Qingluan raised her hand and touched her forehead.
—It turns out she had a fever.
"Lie down and rest, I'll go to town to get the medicine."
Shen Yan pulled up the blanket to cover Meng Qingluan, pressing her shoulders with his large hand to make her lie down.
"Don't!"
Upon hearing that he was going to town, Meng Qingluan remembered that Young Master Zhu's fate was still unknown, and immediately grabbed his hand.
"I'm not feeling unwell, I'll be fine after a good night's sleep, don't go to town."
Shen Yan coaxed her, "I'll be back as soon as I get the medicine. I won't stay long, and no one will notice me."
“That won’t do either,” Meng Qingluan still disagreed. “You’re not allowed to go. What if they start looking for you everywhere?”
Shen Yan knew she was worried about him, so he lowered his gaze slightly and nodded in agreement.
"I won't go. How about I stay home with you?"
Meng Qingluan breathed a sigh of relief, "It's just that I caught a cold yesterday, it's nothing serious, I'll be fine after a good night's sleep."
Shen Yan reached out and tucked the blanket around her, only to find that she was still looking at him with her eyes open, and that the corner of his clothes was still being held in her hand.
They were as if they were afraid he would run away.
Shen Yan found it amusing, "You're just going to rest like this?"
Meng Qingluan said confidently, "If I keep an eye on you, you'll definitely run off to town while I'm asleep."
"..."
Upon hearing this, Chen Yan chuckled softly and precisely covered her eyes with his large hand.
Meng Qingluan's vision went completely dark again, but she kept blinking her eyes open.
Shen Yan could even feel the touch of her long eyelashes brushing against his palm.
It's a little itchy...
"Close your eyes and go to sleep, be good," Chen Yan said helplessly.
"..."
Meng Qingluan subtly pursed her lips, then widened her eyes as if to provoke him.
However, her ailing body couldn't tolerate such rebellious behavior, and she soon developed a headache.
Meng Qingluan resignedly closed her eyes and, following the warmth on her face, soon fell asleep.
Seeing that there was no more movement, Shen Yan raised his hand.
Meng Qingluan slept peacefully, and he stared at her for a moment before raising his finger to lightly brush against the corner of her eye.
"I won't dislike you; if it's you, I'll like you no matter what."
Chen Yan murmured softly, answering the question Meng Qingluan had asked while crying.
Whether they are gods or wandering ghosts.
He was interested in her as long as it was her.
Thinking of Young Master Zhu, a ruthless glint flashed in Shen Yan's eyes.
It's fine if a stupid pig dies, but if his death frightens Meng Qingluan, then he will make him live a life worse than death.
"..."
When Meng Qingluan woke up again, it was already afternoon.
As the sun set behind the western mountains, casting its last rays, Meng Qingluan felt somewhat lost.
Subconsciously searching for Chen Yan's figure, the room was empty, with only the crackling sound of burning charcoal in the stove.
Overwhelmed by the fear brought on by the nightmare, she sat up, barefoot, and prepared to get out of bed to find someone.
As soon as Shen Yan entered the room with the porridge, he saw her standing barefoot, her black hair hanging down her sides. Her already slender body was only wearing an undergarment, and she looked frail and delicate.
“Chen Yan…” Meng Qingluan steadied herself against a pillar.
"..."
Shen Yan frowned, put down the bowl, his face darkened, walked up to her and swept her up in his arms.
Seeing that he didn't speak and his face was still a little pale, Meng Qingluan didn't dare to speak and let him carry her back to the bed.
Shen Yan picked up the cleaned footwear that was placed aside and put it on her without saying a word.
Meng Qingluan, covered by a blanket, glanced at him.
Are you angry?
“…Hmm.” Shen Yan helped her put on her footwear and readily admitted it.
"oh…"
Meng Qingluan was still dizzy and hadn't expected him to admit it so readily, so she spoke cautiously.
"Then don't be angry," Meng Qingluan said subconsciously, then added when she saw his face darken further, "Okay?"
"..."
This was the first time Shen Yan had ever heard such a coaxing remark, and she refused decisively.
"no."
"Then tell me, what are you angry about?"
When it comes to coaxing people, speed and accuracy are key. Knowing yourself and your enemy is the key to victory in every battle, Meng Qingluan asked directly.
Chen Yan touched her forehead again, but instead of cooling it down, it got even hotter.
"You're not fully recovered yet, and you dare to walk barefoot?" Shen Yan narrowed his eyes. "Are you trying to burn your head out, huh?"
Meng Qingluan looked at him and whispered her defense.
"It's all because you weren't in the house..."
"..."
Meng Qingluan's voice was very soft, but Chen Yan, who had practiced martial arts in his previous lives, had keen hearing and caught every word she said.
"You can't see me? Do you want to go look for me?"
Meng Qingluan lowered her head and nodded somewhat aggrievedly.
Even though she knew she had just had a nightmare that morning and was still sick, her best friend still criticized her.
My best friend is bad.
Seeing her pitiful appearance, Shen Yan's anger was quickly replaced by guilt and self-reproach.
"I'm sorry, it's my fault," Shen Yan admitted. "I was afraid you'd be hungry when you woke up, so I left for a while to go to the kitchen to cook some porridge."
"I thought I'd be done by the time you woke up, but it's too late. Please forgive me."
“Luanluan”.
"..."
Afraid that Meng Qingluan was still angry with him, Shen Yan squatted down and brought his face close to hers.
His tone was gentle, yet ingratiating.
The familiar green tea tricks!
What should I do if my best friend is a manipulative woman? I need help urgently.
"Okay, okay, I'm not angry." Meng Qingluan couldn't take his fierce attack anymore.
"Go and bring me the porridge, I'm so hungry."
"good."
Seeing that she was really not angry, Shen Yan got up and picked up the white porridge that had been cooked.
She was originally very hungry, but because of her fever, Meng Qingluan only ate a couple of bites before feeling dizzy and nauseous again.
Even with a tingling pain in her bones, Meng Qingluan handed the bowl to Chen Yan and buried herself back under the covers.
Seeing her weak appearance, Shen Yan felt a pang of heartache.
He put the porridge back in the kitchen and took a bowl of dark, mushy Chinese medicine into the house.
Meng Qingluan smelled the pungent odor of the Chinese medicine and opened her eyes to see the bowl of dark, mushy soup.
The moment she saw it, Meng Qingluan glared angrily at Chen Yan.
"You promised me you wouldn't go to town, Shen Yan, you lied to me!"
Shen Yan was afraid that she would get angry and harm her health, so he kept scolding himself in accordance with her words.
"It's all my fault, no matter what. I'm a big bad guy, a piece of shit, don't be angry, okay?"
"..."
Meng Qingluan turned her head away angrily, not wanting to pay him any attention.
Seeing that she was still angry, Shen Yan tried to coax her again.
"You can punish me however you want, scold me however you want, but first drink the medicine. You can't hurt your body."
"..."
Meng Qingluan naturally understood this principle.
She wasn't the type to throw everything away in a fit of anger; she took the medicine bowl and gulped down the pills.
Shen Yan took the medicine bowl and said ingratiatingly, "Don't be angry anymore, okay? You can scold me or punish me however you want."
“Don’t,” Meng Qingluan said coldly, “How could I dare? You never listen to me anyway, so what’s the point of punishing or scolding you?”
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