After Yi Feng finished speaking, Lan Xu stood aside, holding back her tears as hard as she could.
It was all her fault... Why did she have to tell him yesterday that she buried her sixteen-year-old wish here?
She never expected that he would really come looking for it...
...
After what felt like ages, Yi Feng finally finished treating Yan Cheng's injury.
He sighed, glanced out the window, and noticed that the rain seemed to be pouring even harder.
The sky had completely darkened as well.
"Looks like we won't be able to head back today. We'll have to spend the night here," he said, glancing at Lan Xu.
The journey back from the castle to the Yan Family's estate wasn't short; it would take hours at best.
Lan Xu clutched the iron box tightly, then glanced at Yan Cheng lying on the bed before turning to Yi Feng with a grateful look and sincerely thanking him.
"Thank you, Mr. Yi..."
