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Zhu Qian stared with his red eyes as he sat on the side of the bed.

Mo Lianjin had originally wanted to ask her to rest as well. Seeing her like this, without saying a word, he signaled the flute to guard inside, and carried Su Li to his own room.

He placed Su Li on the bed and tucked her in.

"Your Highness." Greenwood's voice rang out from outside the door