Chapter 447 (2/2)

”Don't worry, young lady. The marquis will be fine.” crystal pretended to comfort Yan Xiaoxi.

Yan Xiaoxi's pace was very fast. In a moment, people entered Yan Xiaotian's room, looked at the housekeeper taking care of by the bed and asked, ”what's going on?”

”Don't worry, miss. The doctor has come to see you. It's nothing serious. It's the sequelae of the hidden disease. Lord Hou has been working too hard recently. He's worried that you and Lord Lin are restless, don't have enough rest, and will faint. His body is not as good as before.” the housekeeper sighed and reported.

Yan Xiaoxi sat by the bed and held Yan Xiaotian's hand with guilt. She had been busy with her own affairs for so long when she returned to dongjingguo. She didn't accompany her father well. She really didn't laugh and asked her father to blame herself for her.

”Don't do this, miss. Lord Hou doesn't want to see you unhappy.” at this time, the maid brought the fried medicine in. The housekeeper wanted to feed Yan Xiaotian and was stopped by Yan Xiaoxi.

”I'll come.” she put the letter on the table, took the soup bowl in the maid's hand, filled with black medicine juice, and patiently fed it to Yan Xiaotian.

The housekeeper looked at Yan Xiaoxi with satisfaction. He could see that Yan Xiaoxi was a filial daughter. After all, blood is thicker than water. Yan Xiaoxi didn't worry so much when Hou was ill.

”Young lady, go and have a rest. I'll take care of the marquis.” the doctor said that the medicine contains the ingredient of sleeping. The Marquis needs a good rest and may not wake up today.

”Housekeeper, it's all right. He's my father. I should take care of him.” Yan Xiaoxi looked at Yan Xiaotian's gray hair on his temples lying on the bed, and tears poured into his eyes. In the twinkling of an eye, his father is no longer young. Although they haven't been together for a long time, she can feel his love and tolerance for himself.

In my mind, I can't help thinking of the past memory. My father's heart is very sour in order to do a lot of things. For love, she almost forgot her family affection. Since when, she only saw Nangong Lin and ignored her favorite father.

Knowing that Yan Xiaoxi would not listen to her, the housekeeper withdrew silently with all the people.

When no one noticed, crystal took away the letter from Nangong Lin to Yan Xiaoxi on the table.

Yan Xiaoxi was immersed in his guilt for Yan Xiaoxi. He lay down beside the bed and looked at him quietly. There was no room for other things in his mind.

Crystal got the letter and asked it to be handed over to Yan Shuzi, waiting for her next instruction.

A few hours later, the letter returned to crystal's hand again. The messenger told her to return it carefully. Don't let Yan Xiaoxi find it.

While crystal was delivering dinner to Yan Xiaoxi, she unconsciously put the letter back on the table. No one found what she did. The letter seemed to have been there and never left.

Yan Xiaoxi stayed at the head of Yan Xiaotian's bed all night. The next day, Yan Xiaotian woke up, looked at her tired face lying beside her, and pushed her to wake up: ”Xi'er.”

Yan Xiaoxi rubbed himself to wake up, blinked his curled eyelashes, opened his eyes and saw Yan Xiaotian looking at her. He asked excitedly, ”Dad, are you awake, do you feel unwell?”

”Silly boy, dad is fine.” Yan Xiaotian knows his body very well. He is really old. He used to fight on the battlefield for several days and nights. Now he has a headache when he works hard. When he learned that Yan Xiaoxi entered the palace, he couldn't help worrying. In addition, she was having a conflict with Nangong Lin recently. He fainted when he thought about it.

”Nangong Lin and I are fine. Dad, you don't have to worry about me.” Yan Xiaoxi held Yan Xiaotian's hand and looked at him with loving eyes.

”Go back and have a rest.” Yan Xiaotian saw that Yan Xiaoxi had been here all night. She was much more filial than Yan Shuzi.

”Yes.” Yan Xiaoxi agreed.

”Xi'er, is the letter on the table yours?” Yan Xiaotian looked ahead and saw the letter.

Yan Xiaoxi let out a cry and really forgot about the letter. Nangong Lin sent someone to send the letter in person. Maybe there was something urgent. She stood up, beat her numb leg, took the letter on the table, forced Yan to squeeze out a smile and said reluctantly, ”Dad, I'll come to see you later.”