C47 The System Sells Fake Medicine

Jian Bai seemed to be used to looking at Xiao Yun's sleeping face like this. Xiao Yun, who had calmed down, was so obedient. He no longer had the coldness on his face, the polite words, and the coldness that kept strangers away from him.

It had been a few days. The fact that the Emperor didn't come to find him indicated that he believed his words. Even if he didn't believe all of them