When Bai Xianyu heard his words, she subconsciously said, "Why not?"
Xie Xingyun did not speak anymore.
The air in the room was still for a while. Just when she thought that the man had fallen asleep and would not speak again, Xie Xingyun said, "You're not allowed to go back on your word."
Bai Xianyu saw that he was lying on his side and looking at her with a solemn expression. She thought that he was going to say something, but she did not expect him to say these words.
"It's not anything valuable. Why should I go back on my word? Besides, even if it's valuable, is it more valuable than my life?" She smiled slightly.
Xie Xingyun looked at her deeply.
The high fever, in exchange for her making a brocade pouch for him, was worth it.
"Rest well. After drinking the medicine, your fever should subside later."
Bai Xianyu glanced out of the window and walked towards the door.
