When Wen Jiu walked in, Fu Yichen was still sleeping. She sat by the bedside, staring at him blankly. She didn't dare reach out, afraid of crossing a line. Yet he was the old man's grandson, and she longed to be close to him, the thought only deepening her guilt...
"Water..."
Wen Jiu hurried to the table to pour a bowl of water and rushed back with it. Xuanling helped him sit up. Seeing the anxious look in Wen Jiu's eyes, Xiao Jue knew no one else could break through her focus, so he simply went to rest in another tent.
Chapter 72