His gentle words with a concealed smile made one's skin crawl.
Su Yan broke free from his embrace and walked over to pick up the discarded herbs from the ground.
Approaching him, she spoke,
"Your vital energy is unstable. I will decoct these herbs tonight to nourish you."
Hua Qing's pitch-black pupils were fixed on Su Yan, observing her for quite a while,
"For your kindness, Hua Qing does not know how to repay."
As he spoke, he moved towards Su Yan step by step.
The plum blossom pattern on his robe unfurled as he moved.
His smile was deliberately carefree and infused with a touch of languidness.
The way he moved made one unable to resist staring for a long time.
Su Yan withdrew her gaze and did not respond to him.
She said,
"Let's go, back home."
Carrying the medicinal herbs, she walked deeper into the alley.
Gradually, the sky darkened.
In the following days, Su Yan would brew the medicine for him to drink daily.
Though she did not know the specific reason,
