"Take me to Bei Ancient City." Li Qiyu made a decision.
A powerful hand suddenly grasped her wrist, Bo Yeyuan opened his dark, cold eyes.
"You're awake?" Li Qiyu was startled.
Bo Yeyuan gripped her tightly: "You're not allowed to go!"
"Qiye is waiting for me, your illness is waiting for me... Ling Ran has set up a trap, he might be waiting for me too!" And Beitang Feng is waiting for her.
Li Qiyu smiled, "After going through so much, you've even prepared for the funeral, what are you afraid of? Don't you want to see what tricks Ling Ran can play?"
Bo Yeyuan pondered for dozens of seconds: "I'll go too."
"..." Li Qiyu wanted to refuse, but the determination on his face was undeniable, "Alright. But you're ill, the doctor wants you to rest well."
Bo Yeyuan glared at her with intensity: "My only cure has run away, how can I rest and heal well? You want to leave me alone to die from pain?"
Li Qiyu hugged him tenderly, did she really have such power, able to ease his pain...
