The person who came out was Nangong Jue.
He looked at Shen Weixi, a trace of slight surprise and worry flashing through his eyebrows and eyes.
"Weixi, why did you take so long? And you're sweating all over? Did something happen?"
Shen Weixi waved her hand, her face full of righteous indignation, "Don't mention it, I just stepped out the door and ran into a thief who snatched my purse. I chased him for several streets! How hateful!"
"Was the purse recovered?"
Shen Weixi nodded, glancing inside, "Huh? Where's Yue'er? Why don't I see Yue'er?"
Nangong Jue pursed his lips, his brows slightly furrowed, "Wanyue fainted, I've already..."
"What?! Fainted?"
Shen Weixi interrupted Nangong Jue with a look of shock and rushed past him into the room anxiously.
In the elegant room, Yun Ran lay quietly on the rattan chair, eyes gently closed, her face a bit pale, as if she were asleep.
