C1841 You're Plotting Something

On the other side, Zheng Weitan could not fall asleep. His mind was in a mess. He kept tossing and turning, even sighing from time to time.

"What's wrong? Are you still worried about Duoyang?" Liu Suwen had not slept at all. At this moment, she turned on the lamp beside the bed and let the dim yellow light illuminate the entire room. She saw the worry on Zheng Weitan's face