Xia Weibao's face changed, "Why?"
"I will tell you when the time is right."
She just needs to be happy.
He will handle everything else.
Xia Weibao's lips moved slightly, "Okay..."
She loved medicine, but since he didn't want her to do it, she'd compromise.
He could transcend a thousand years and navigate ten lifetimes for her; so what if she gave up medicine for him.
In two days, Xia Weibao prepared the medicine and had it sent to the Presidential Mansion, then never mentioned anything about what happened during that time again.
She no longer spoke of Yan Weiyang's death, Yan Lingyi's illness, the mysterious ancient toxins that appeared during that period, or what happened with Hong Qing that night.
Where Hong Qing was taken, whether alive or dead, and how the two bodies were dealt with, she didn't bring it up again.
