She said softly.

"I haven't seen you for a long time since I came back from Bai'an Mountain. With your methods, it's not difficult to get news about me."

Xie Xun paused with his fingertips.

"When I came to Chu Yuju, you left me here alone for three days. The only person I know here is you. The leaves in the yard have withered and you didn't come."

As she spoke, she glanced sideways at the ginkgo trees outside the window, which were all golden and withered, and the autumn wind was bleak. She turned to Xie Xun and smiled easily.

"I know you are busy, but no matter how busy you are, you won't be able to spare even a little time, right? In fact, it's not that you have forgotten, but I am not that important."

Don’t take things to heart if they are not very important.

I remember it and take a look, but I can’t remember it, that’s it.

She is dispensable to him.

Xie Xun didn't speak for a while, not because he didn't know what to say, but because what Meng Tangan said was perfect.

It's just like this, there is no reason.

"So what?"

"Xunlang, I'm so tired..." Meng Tang'an sighed softly and murmured in a low voice, like a little daughter's coquettishness, burying herself in his arms, grabbing the man's sleeves, and her voice had a little nasal sound.

, "Can you let me go?"

Xie Xun's heart softened, but he said: "It's not good."

"Xunlang..." The woman's voice was soft and a little pitiful, and she murmured to him.

"Hmm."

Meng Tangan called out several times, but Xie Xun remained unmoved. She turned cold, stood up, and stopped talking.

"Can't you pretend anymore?" Xie Xun asked.

"You all know——" Meng Tangan's face was a little confused.

"I see you are screaming happily."

Meng Tangan didn't want to pay attention to him at all, and felt that Xie Xun was shameless.

"Tangtang, be obedient." Xie Xun sat on one side, his eyes narrow and cool, and he patted her face. His tone was gentle and coaxing. It was the patience he rarely showed, and he spoke with thin lips.

, the voice is low and lazy, and the lingering three-point deep feeling almost drowns people.

He called her that.

With a hint of indescribable flavor.

Different from others.

Meng Tang'an's ears were mostly numb, and his breath lingered close at hand, with a light fragrance and a cool feeling.

Xie Xun casually picked up the chopsticks, took a mouthful of jade-banded shrimp and put it to her lips. His tone seemed affectionate, but also revealed an undeniable sense of pressure: "Eat when you've said enough, okay?"

Meng Tang'an knew that it was useless to continue talking, so he lifted her chin and the shrimp was forced into her mouth.

These meals are carefully prepared by the servants. Unfortunately, they have been left for a long time and have become cold. Naturally, the taste is not as good as when it was freshly served, and it may even be difficult to swallow.

Meng Tangan frowned and swallowed with difficulty: "It's cold."

Xie Xun lowered his head and took a bite. The cold food tasted like chewing wax. He swallowed it. It was neither salty nor bland: "Don't you like to eat cold food? It's not bad."

The fat of the roasted goose that had been left for a long time had solidified and looked completely unappetizing, but he ate it without changing his expression. He held her in his arms and fed her himself, bite after bite.

"I really can't eat any more!" Meng Tangan avoided him.

"I'll eat with you." Xie Xun said.

In the end, he fed less than half of the meal on the table into Meng Tangan's mouth, and he ate the rest. No matter how unpalatable it was, Xie Xun swallowed it casually, acting dignifiedly, as if he was eating delicacies from the mountains and seas.<

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Meng Tangan had not eaten for a long time and had a severe stomachache.

I ate so much at once, and it was all cold. I couldn’t control myself and ran to the side to vomit. My face was as white as a piece of paper.

The shoulders are trembling slightly, looking pitiful.

Xie Xun put down his chopsticks, looked at her calmly, walked up and leaned over, and patted her thin back with his long fingers, his movements low and comforting.

"Don't threaten me with a hunger strike next time, it's stupid."

"You know how to bully me." Meng Tang'an coughed and her throat turned red, complaining hoarsely, so pitiful.

"If I really bully you, I won't eat with you." Xie Xun smiled half-heartedly and poured her a glass of water. Meng Tang's patience in this life was almost exhausted.

Xie Xun called people in: "Let's all evacuate."

When Cha Qiu saw the empty dishes on the table, his heart skipped a beat and he subconsciously looked at Xie Xun and Meng Tangan, feeling a little worried.

If you haven’t eaten for a long time and suddenly eat too much food, it may not be good for your health...

Because of Xie Xun, she didn't dare to say more, for fear of offending people again, so she had to put down all the dishes.

As expected, Meng Tang'an started to have stomachache at night, and then caught a cold and developed a high fever. When Cha Qiu woke up in the middle of the night, he was startled and said anxiously.

"Go find Mr. Hou quickly!"

Xie Xun stayed here for a short time during the day and then left, asking them to go to Nanshan Residence to find someone. After hearing the news, the servants ran out in a hurry, while Cha Qiu stayed in the bedroom to take care of Meng Tang'an.

"Who are you? What are you doing here?" Nanshanju's guard asked.

"I am from Chu Yuju, and Miss Meng has a high fever! May I ask if Marquis Xu Bei is here?" The servant asked anxiously as the night fell.

The guard frowned: "Master Hou went to Dali Temple not long ago."

The servant had no choice but to go to Dali Temple to find someone, and went through a lot of hardships before getting in.

At this time, Xie Xun was checking the files, leaning sideways on the bookshelf, and suddenly heard this sentence and his hands relaxed.

The file fell on the ground.

"Master Hou."

"Master Hou."

The bedroom was very quiet, and Cha Qiu was taking care of the sweetheart on the bed, constantly changing towels and applying cold compresses.

Xie Xun strode in, followed by a trembling doctor.

Being caught by Xie Xun in the middle of the night, he would die suddenly one day sooner or later.

I think the person on the couch is the foreign room that has been making a lot of noise recently.

"Follow the prescription and take the medicine. The fever will probably subside by tomorrow morning. The girl is worried too much and it is caused by overeating. She has been eating lighter these days and cannot use too much."

After checking the pulse, the doctor avoided the injury on Xie Xun's face and said.

Xie Xun frowned and looked at the sleeping person with a heavy look. There was no peace in his sleep. His brows were furrowed and he was sweating. He no longer had the charm and scheming that he usually deliberately catered to.
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She is fragile.

The bedroom was dead silent and depressing. After a while, Xie Xun's cold voice sounded: "I know."

The doctor hesitated for a moment and then said: "Did the girl suffer any injuries when she was young?"

Xie Xun raised his eyes.

"The girl has a cold syndrome. The root cause of the disease is probably a serious illness when she was young and she was too eager to practice martial arts. These injuries have accumulated over the years and may cause great harm to the body."

"Can it be cured?"

His appearance was a bit scary, and his aura was so strong that the doctor's legs were trembling, he said politely.

"This is not something that happens overnight. It has to be maintained well. Let me do this. I will give you some prescriptions to nourish your body."

As long as it can be cured.
Chapter completed!