A Quick Walkthrough: Male God, Don’t Run Away

When asked this question, Shu Ange's expression was very solemn, and his heart was a little nervous.

She looked at Xiao Zhan without blinking, not letting go of any slight change in his expression.

The Xiao family is more dangerous than Shu Ange imagined, she has to admit, but this is not the reason for her to back down. She doesn't want Xiao Zhan to face these crises alone.

Shu Ange wanted to know who it was, or who and who could not tolerate Xiao Zhan so much.

This involves the privacy of the Xiao family, and Shu Ange bet that Xiao Zhan did not treat her as an outsider, betting that he believed in her ability.

The sunlight passed through the window lattice and shone on the table, which also illuminated Xiao Zhan's face. His face was not very good, and there was a touch of powder on his cheeks.

This powder is to cover up the traces left by Xiao Zhan's previous scratches. After applying the powder to the faint scars, the scratches can't be seen if you look closely.

But can't see it doesn't mean it doesn't, just like those conspirators who put Xiao Zhan to death, no one knows when and what means they will take next time.

"I am ranked ninth in the Xiao family's direct line. There are eight older brothers above and a dozen younger brothers below. Because of my frail health since childhood, my father has never made up his mind to make me my heir, but instead put two talents. Smart younger brother, named in the name of A-Niang." Xiao Zhan's tone was very calm, and there was no resentment in his eyes, but Shu Ange couldn't help feeling sorry for him.

Born in Zhongming Dingshi's family, he is the rightful heir, but his body is weak, and his biological father has found a replacement early, how embarrassing Xiao Zhan must be.

Shu Ange instantly understood why Xiao Zhan had to leave Jiankang for a study tour because his health was a little better.

If he stayed in Jiankang, I don't know how much jealousy he would provoke.

"Azhan, after we have seen Mrs., you can tell me about the situation at home in detail, okay?"

Shu Ange couldn't wait to share Xiao Zhan's worries, so he made this suggestion.

Xiao Zhan nodded at her, showing a faint smile.

It took only half a cup of tea to travel from Chang'an Courtyard to Zhiyuan Pavilion, and Ji Ning personally escorted Xiao Zhan and Shu Ange, for fear that something would change along the way.

Zhiyuan Pavilion is more grand and bright than Chang'an Courtyard. Since Mrs. Yuan fell ill, Xiao Zhan's father moved to another main courtyard for fear of contracting the disease.

The sky is full of splendid clouds, the spring flowers wither and the branches are new green, the flocks of birds chirping gently, the vigor of nature, and the contrasting Zhiyuan Pavilion is even more gloomy.

The mistress was sick in bed, and the monarchs and lords have always suffered from illnesses and pains. As servants, they only feel sad and bleak, and they have no heart to rejoice.

The servants of Zhiyuan Pavilion were more silent and disciplined than those in Chang'an Courtyard. As Xiao Zhan continued to go deeper, Shu Ange felt that his mood also became dull.

Mrs. Yuan lived in the attic, Xiao Zhan went upstairs first, and Shu Ange was waiting in the living room.

After a while, the girl in plain clothes brought Shu Ange upstairs in a soft voice.

Going up the steps to the attic, the crystal curtains were first lined up. Shu Ange opened the curtains and went straight in, and saw a landscape screen with four sides.

After bypassing the screen, Shu Ange finally saw Xiao Zhan's figure from the half-covered curtain, while Mrs. Yuan was lying on the couch behind him.

The smell of medicine was strong in the house, and the doors and windows were closed, making it hard to breathe, but the maid in the pavilion seemed to be unconscious.

Shu Ange coughed lightly, covered his lips with his hands, and looked at the surrounding furnishings with a pair of eyes full of aura.

She had guessed the reason for Xiao Zhan's sudden illness. It was a three-point poisonous medicine. He should have been sitting in Mrs. Yuan's room for a long time yesterday, and it was normal for him to be stimulated by the smell of medicine.