"You!" Ji Rou was amused by him. She laughed so much that she hurt her wound, but she couldn't show it. He was already worried about her, and she didn't want him to worry anymore.

Most of the time, Ji Rou still thinks about a question that she has been thinking about all the time. How many lifetimes of blessings have she cultivated to meet such a husband who loves her like a treasure in this life.

"Okay, it's getting late, you sleep for a while." Qin Yinze pulled the quilt to cover Ji Rou, and then sat beside her, planning to sit by the bed and guard their mother and daughter all night.