Around eight o'clock at night, Fan Minli and her daughter left the old mansion.
Shang Yu walked out of Yuezhai Hall and immediately saw Li Qiao standing in front of a plant in the ecological garden, lost in thought.
He strolled over with a lazy gait, naturally draping an arm around her shoulders, and followed her gaze to the greenery, "What are you looking at?"
Li Qiao lifted her eyelids, her eyes clear, "Have they left?"
"Yeah." The man carefully examined her cheeks and pursed his lips, "Something on your mind?"
Li Qiao smiled and leaned back against his shoulder, "No, I was just wondering, can't even Father Shang cure Shang Lu's illness?"
She had met Shang Lu in the Medicine Garden not long ago and was certain that his aversion to women was not an act.
It was a fear and wariness that seeped out from his very bones.
Shang Yu playfully lifted her chin and looked down at her, "You've been thinking about him all this time?"
