What?
Zhao Minghua was stunned.
"Who got into trouble and let me take the blame?"
How could Chun Nuan possibly kick him out and not let him stay at Nuangxiang Pavilion?
He couldn't sleep without her; what young couple sleeps in separate rooms for no reason?
This is absurd!
"Young master, where are you going?"
"Going to find out what's going on, of course."
Zhao Minghua wasn't disobeying orders; he just wanted to understand the situation clearly.
Even in death, one should die knowing why, not unjustly.
He strode into Nuangxiang Pavilion, only to find all the maids absent, with Chun Nuan napping alone on the couch.
Seeing this, Zhao Minghua felt both pity and affection, quickly stepping forward to gently carry her to the bed.
Normally, Chun Nuan would have woken up.
However, this time she was sleeping soundly, turning over and continuing her slumber.
Zhao Minghua... Is she mad, or not? If she's not mad, why does she look like she's sulking?
Should he wake her up?
