Meanwhile, in the Wangmei Gardens.
Wei Qingwan, after a few days of rest, finally got out of bed.
However, her complexion was not good, her face paler than Wei Jinyi's at this time.
These past few days, she had been confined to Wangmei Garden, listening to Cuiping telling her about Wei Ruo's activities. She knew that Wei Ruo had been busy all the time, running around every opportunity she got.
Despite her maid's persuasion, Wei Qingwan went to the kitchen herself, made some osmanthus cakes, and personally delivered them to Wei Yichen.
Wei Yichen had been engrossed in studying for days and rarely bothered with the world outside.
Only when Wei Qingwan came to check on him would he relax a little.
"Wanwan, why are you here yourself today?" Seeing his sister, a tender and indulgent smile naturally appeared on his face.
