Wearing Ancient Clothes and Marrying a Young Husband Chapter 141: Dining with the Prince???? I originally wanted to say that it was because Madam was afraid you would see him gradually recovering, but after thinking about it, I changed my words to: "Because he is afraid that if you see how seriously ill he is, you will be heartbroken."

  Song Tingwei's body trembled slightly and he said: "Tang Er... has come of age!"

  I won't speak either.

  "Go back!" He ordered me without even turning his head.

  I felt like I had been given a great pardon. The invisible pressure was suffocating me, and I didn't dare say anything more. I quickly opened the door and retreated.

  It wasn't until I retreated to the doorway that I took a few deep breaths and found that my legs had almost turned to jelly.

  When I arrived at Yihua Xuan, it was almost dusk.

  Song Tang looked at me with a pale face and couldn't help but ask worriedly: "Did Father... say anything to you?"?

  I composed myself and said, "Nothing, just telling me to take good care of you."

  With a sentence like this, Song Tang was already overjoyed: "Dad still remembers me."

  Looking at such a complexion can't help but feel sad. The person who is ill is the most sensitive and yearns for the care of their parents. He is also very pitiful, isn't he?

  When I was in modern times, although I was seriously ill, my father and mother took great care of me, so I could maintain a good attitude and even help with the finances at my father's small factory.

  She let out a soft sigh, waited on him as he washed up, and slowly told him about the things that had happened with Yi Qian Xun today and running into Fu Ya Gong Zhu. After a while, he suddenly turned around and grabbed my hand, saying: "Su Su, thank you, I'll definitely study hard from now on."

  I was taken aback, silently pulled out my hand and said, "That's good."

  He also seemed a bit embarrassed, withdrew his hand and said: "Get some rest early!"

  The soft couch is now placed not far from his bed, I turned over and listened to his uneven breathing, turning over and over again, but couldn't fall asleep.

  Thinking of Chihiro's arrival tomorrow, I am overjoyed.

  "Can't sleep?" I don't know how long it's been, but just as I was about to drift off to sleep in a daze, suddenly came Song Tang's soft voice. I suspected it was my own illusion, and looking out the window, everything was pitch black, and I had no idea what time it was.