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Chapter 915: Lord Shepherd, Are You Sick?

st was gradually setting, and a hazy golden afterglow streamed into this exquisite detached villa. In her ears, Gu Ruyue’s gentle voice was teaching.Two people sat at the dining table in front of the...After spending a month abroad, I truly felt the wisdom of our ancestors' words, "Home is where the heart is."

No matter how luxurious a hotel is outside or how many people attend to you, there's no place like home.

Qiao Bao'er returned to the Jun family exhausted both physically and mentally, it was already late at night, 12 o'clock.

At this time, both grandpa and her son were already asleep. Qiao Bao'er always felt a little strange, as if the house was too deserted. Although it wasn't usually very lively, why hadn't Jun Zhi Mu come to pick her up in person And why wasn't he waiting for her at home

Qiao Bao'er thought uncomfortably, was it because she had been too cold to him lately Could her grandpa be throwing a tantrum

The servants of the Jun family had been waiting for her return with bated breath, having prepared a variety of snacks and meals – both Chinese and Western. As soon as she stepped into the front yard of Dongyuan, Auntie Fang greeted her with a smile, taking off her coat, “Young mistress, did you have fun abroad Are you hungry What would you like to eat Should we prepare some hot water for a bath first”

Qiao Bao'er's expression was a little strange. She looked around, but she couldn't see Jun Zhimu anywhere.

It's really strange.

She's not really used to being let loose after being so strictly controlled all the time.

Is it that the shepherd has finally come to his senses

Jo Baoer really wanted to ask, 'Where is Jun Zhi Mu', but facing the enthusiastic smile of the older woman above, she suddenly felt a little awkward and couldn't bring herself to ask. Before, she always resented being controlled in every way.

"Do you have any sweet water My throat is a little dry, and my skin is too." After traveling all over the place abroad for a month, I feel like my skin has gotten worse.

"It is stewed with bird's nest."

"I'll go upstairs to wash my face, change into a different set of clothes, and then I'll have Xiaqing bring them to the bedroom in a while."

Qiao Ba'er walked upstairs listlessly, stretching her arms. She had to admit that although she usually hated being confined in the Jun family, after playing outside for a month, she still found it more comfortable here.

Pushing open the door to the master bedroom, Qiao Bao'er found it empty. She felt a guilty pang, as if she had done something wrong. She had checked the bathroom and even every corner of the walk-in closet, but Jun Zhimu was truly gone.

Having a quick shower, she changed into comfortable home clothes. When Xiaoqing brought in the bird's nest soup, she was leisurely browsing her phone, looking at messages from Xiaozhu and Mengmeng in the group chat, who were also reporting that they had safely returned home. Furthermore, Xiaozhu messaged that the entire Pei family had stayed up all night, excitedly dividing the gifts they had brought back.

In contrast, Qiao Baoer felt a little down. Why wasn't anyone waiting for her at home even though she hadn't been back in a month

"Madam, have some bird's nest first. Would you like anything else" Xiaoqing asked.

Jo Baoer simply had no appetite at the moment.

She hesitated for a moment, her expression conflicted, before she couldn't help but ask, "Xiaoqing, has Master Mu been away on business these past few days"

Xia Qing let out a surprised "ah," clearly not expecting the question. "Madam, you don't know Young Master Zhi Mu is sick"

When sick, who tend to you

Qiao Ba'er furrowed her brow. It was hard to imagine that Jun Zhi Mu, with his robust physique, could be sick.

When did this happen

Just the other day, the doctor said it was a common cold caused by wind and chills. Young Master Zhimu has been sleeping in his study these past few days, saying he's afraid of infecting you when you come back.

Jo Bao'er didn't know why, the corner of her mouth twitched, she always felt that something was strange about this. A cold wasn't a serious illness, it was just easy to relapse, but Jun Zhi Mu, that person had previously rolled around in the snow for days and nights and was still strong and healthy. He didn't look like someone who would catch a cold.

To even suggest that he was afraid of infecting her, as if Master Jun had ever suffered from headaches before and only wished to treat her like a servant girl.

Qiao Bao'er, half believing and half doubting, pushed open the door to the study. This was usually Jun Zhimu's office, with his desk and bookshelves full of files. There was a small inner room behind it with some bedding. Jun Zhimu was actually sleeping there.

He lay on his side, the blanket rising with his body. The person was still sleeping soundly.

Qiao Bao'er walked in softly, turning on the dim bedside lamp. At a glance, she could see that Jun Zhimu's stern profile was indeed somewhat sickly, his thin lips noticeably dry and pale.

He is really sick.

Jo Bao'er didn't have any particularly strong emotions. The first thought that came to mind was, strangely enough, how curious it was.

She sat by the bed, her sparkling eyes curious as she gazed, softly calling out, "Jun Zhi Mu."

The man in bed frowned slightly, as if awakened by her noise. He slowly opened his eyes to meet hers. Jun Zhi Mu's gaze was a little dazed from sleep, lacking the usual coldness and sharpness.

"You're back," he said, his voice a little hoarse.

Jiao Baoer originally wanted to tease him without any conscience, 'Aren't you faking being sick' Hearing that his voice was actually hoarse, she didn't dare to say it.

She softly hummed in agreement.

Jun Zhimu looked at her, his eyes seemed to have a hint of heat. Then he turned his head away, "What's wrong Are you feeling unwell" Qiao Bao'er turned his face and examined him seriously.

Junzhi's shepherd closed his eyes as if overcome with some shame. His hoarse voice rasped, "You've just returned, go and rest. Don't stay here, it's easy to catch."long wool coat over it. The dark green Korean-style wool coat made her complexion look even fairer, her lips were red, and her eyes were brighter. Although she looked beautiful, she was very troubled...

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