Xu Rouzhi remained silent. She occasionally clenched her fists and occasionally frowned her brows in thought, as if she was struggling with herself. Bi Su, who was adding fuel to the fire at the side, carefully paid attention to Xu Rouzhi's reaction. Xu Rouzhi suddenly shivered and asked, "What's wrong with the wangfei?"
Xu Rouzhi was stunned, she wrapped her clothes tighter and covered: "It's a little cold!"
"Is it cold?" Bi Su was a little surprised, she raised her head and looked, "Oh, the window is a little open, I will go and close it now."
Xu Rouzhi yawned, "Bi Su, I need to sleep for a while. You eat breakfast yourself, don't wake me up."
Bi Su obediently went to arrange a bed for Xu Rouzhi.
Xu Rouzhi got into bed and looked up at Bi Su: "It was all thanks to Yu Er that I was able to get the soup. Bring me some gifts to repay her. — — Oh right, bring me some silver as well. Yu Er's mother is still not well, right?