Si Yuting looked at Qu Tong, with dark tides that could devour a person hidden in his black pupils, his words tinged with a grinding of teeth, "What do you say?"
Qu Tong felt a bit weak and hurriedly got up from Si Yuting's embrace, feigning nonchalance, "Haha, I don't know."
Si Yuting glanced at Qu Tong indifferently, his voice deep and somber, "Not for now."
Si Yuting sighed again, the third time that day.
"You should go back first, I still have work to deal with."
Si Yuting didn't look at Qu Tong, his attitude a bit more irritable than before.
Qu Tong could completely understand and obediently replied, "Okay."
Just as Qu Tong was about to reach the door, she turned back, "Oh right, Your Highness, I meant to say that Jiang Zhou has already prescribed a treatment plan for me, and he gave me a special elixir for treating my poor blood coagulation."
For the first time, Qu Tong saw a cracked expression on Si Yuting's face.
