She looked at Liu Yi's gaunt and pale face with a touch of heartache, walked over, and gently touched the child's head: "Xiaoyi, go get some sleep first. Auntie is watching over here."
Liu Yi, holding a baozi, gently shook his head: "I can keep watch."
His stubborn temperament was exactly like Liu Mingxing's.
Meng Xi'er sighed, rubbed his hair, and helplessly shook her head.
Long Mo had already left, Lu Yebai leaned against the wall, eyes closed, quietly waiting.
Grandpa Lun's health was weak; he was assisted by the servants to rest in a special sickroom, and Grandma Lun hadn't returned since she took Liu Mingxing to see the injury last night.
This made Meng Xi'er somewhat worried about Liu Mingxing's physical condition.
Now with Lun You's life hanging in the balance, she could only hope that Liu Mingxing would be fine, praying there wouldn't be any more mishaps.
