Xiao Yishan's facial expression was one of icy pallor, yet he understood that she spoke the truth, "Stop talking."
Li Rong'er indeed said no more but attentively helped him lie down and neatly tucked in the edges of his blankets.
In the evening, the Xiao Family's courtyard door was knocked upon.
Xiao Yishan was resting in his room.
Xiao Yuchuan and Su Qingyue were also sleeping in another room.
Li Rong'er was in the kitchen cooking, she went out to the courtyard to fetch some firewood, to add to the stove fire, and heard the knocking, so she went to open the courtyard door, only to see standing outside a man with a tall and slim figure, handsome features.
The man wore decent quality cotton clothes, his skin was fair, his whole person exuded an air much superior to the average village man.
Seeing the attractive stranger, she averted her eyes bashfully, "Young Master, whom are you looking for?"
"Is Su Qingyue here?" he asked in a voice that was neither cold nor warm.
