"Yes, sir."

Zhao Ruoshan felt weak, and Murong Shang directly picked her up.

Zhao Ruoshan let him hold her without moving, her eyes straight.

Murong Shang sighed in his heart, carried her into the bedroom, and then laid her body flat on the bed.

"Shan'er, put down your things first and go take a hot bath."

After a while, a servant came in and nodded, "Sir, the hot water is ready."

"Shan'er, be good, get up..."

Murong Shang lowered his voice and coaxed her patiently.

After a long while, Zhao Ruoshan finally looked up at him, "Brother Murong..."

There were still tears in her eyes, and she looked as pitiable as she could.

It made Murong Shang's usually cold heart soften into cotton candy. It had been a long time since she called him like this.

"Shan'er, what's wrong?"

"Mom, Dad, can we really find them?"

"I promise, it will definitely work." Murong Shang smiled and nodded, "No matter what you want, I will get it for you."

Zhao Ruoshan carefully raised the fragment in his hand, "...is this okay too?"

Murong Shang curled his lips and smiled, of course.

He reached out and took the pieces, but fortunately she didn't refuse.

Put the pieces on the plate and put them aside first, "Shan'er, take a hot bath first, eat something, and then take a nap. When you wake up, you can see what you want.

OK?"

Zhao Ruoshan lightly raised the corners of her lips, "Well..."

Murong Shang opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but in the end he did not speak.

There is no rush now...

When the servant was waiting for her to take a bath, the food was just delivered.

It's just that Zhao Ruoshan has no appetite and can't eat anything.

Murong Shang didn't force her and helped her to the bed.

She couldn't sleep at all, and the thought of the raging fire made her heart hurt beyond measure.

Hot tears poured down her eyes, her nails dug into her palms, and she gritted her teeth, trying not to cry.

But her obviously trembling shoulders betrayed her emotions.

An arm wrapped around behind him, and his body was gently turned over.

Murong Shang stretched out his hand to wipe away the tears on her cheeks, then propped one arm on the head of the bed, and the other arm naturally wrapped around her waist.

"Shan'er, cry if you want. I'm here to accompany you..."

If a man is considerate, it is undoubtedly the biggest tear-jerking weapon for Zhao Ruoshan at this time.

Burying his head in Murong Shang's arms, Zhao Ruoshan sobbed hysterically again.

She was helpless and confused...

Now that his parents are gone, Chu Yu is about to marry another woman.

She no longer has any relatives in this world, what should she do...how to survive...

"Shan'er, be good, be good, take a nap and everything will get better. Be good...sleep..."

A reassuring voice came to her ears, so low and pleasant, just like the voice deep in her mind over the years.

It was always like this, often echoing in her ears.

Shan'er, Shan'er, Shan'er is good...

Zhao Ruoshan's memory suddenly returned to the summer when he was fifteen years old.

In the dream, a young man was smiling at her, his smile was as gentle and charming as a handsome man walking out of a painting.

He said——

"Brother loves you, so naturally he will be good to you. When you become my wife, I will be good to you for the rest of my life."

"Because Brother Murong likes you and loves you."

"Shanshan, I love you! I will pamper you forever!"

"Shanshan, you must wait for me!"

"Shanshan, I'm back to pick you up."

"Shanshan, I am your brother Murong, and I am back!"

Everything seems to have happened yesterday, so clear...

"Brother Murong!" She suddenly exclaimed and opened her eyes.

"Shan'er, I'm here!" A voice came from beside him immediately.

Zhao Ruoshan was stunned for a moment and turned to look at Murong Shang.

Before she fell asleep, he was also in the bedroom. Did he stay here all the time?

"Shan'er, what's wrong?"

Zhao Ruoshan took a breath and stared at the ceiling without saying a word.
Chapter completed!