C160 Yang Xuanyin Seemed to be Jealous

After returning to the main hall, Yang Xuanyin slowly relaxed his taut heartstrings. His originally sickly face turned a little paler as he gently said:

"Fusu, help me pack my things. . . "

Yang Xuanyin did not even want to look at the stack of documents. He coughed a few times and sat weakly on the sandalwood chair. He leaned against the back of the chair and closed his eyes