The cool night of the stars promise you a lifetime

"Find a reason to send him away and say I'm asleep."

Bo yeshen said this without hesitation, without taking into account the feelings of the parties.

Qin you, standing next to the housekeeper, looked up at the sky speechlessly. Is he really unemployed?

Right?

The housekeeper still felt insecure and didn't obey Bo yeshen's order. "Young master Qin you, you can stay here for the time being tonight. In case the young master can't sleep again, you have to lose your temper."

Every time Bo yeshen has insomnia, he is just like losing his intelligence. He can't control himself well.

At the worst, in the middle of the night, the whole villa had to get up and wait.

Qin you also worried that something might go wrong. She put away her sad eyes and stayed in the imperial brocade palace.

Thin night is lying on the bed. Song Xingliang leans on the sofa with the back of his head facing him.

He took out the sachet as usual, put it on the pillow and closed his eyes.

But after a long time, there was still no sleep brewing.

Thin night sink is a little strange. Why doesn't the sachet work tonight?

Sleepless thin night heavy headache began to attack.

Hot water surged up in his chest and began to become upset and irritable, turning over and over in bed.

Song Xingliang didn't sleep either.

In the strange environment, she has always been vigilant.

Hearing the noise from the bed, she asked, "what's the matter with you?"

Thin night Shen's face was very bad. His hands were tightly clenched together. He endured so much that his handsome face was cold sweat, and the green veins on his forehead floated slightly.

He got up and took many bottles of medicine from the cabinet by the bed.

Some treat headaches and some sleep peacefully.

The girl's crisp voice made thin night sink. His voice was hoarse. "You don't care about me, I just can't sleep."

Song Xingliang looked up at him curiously, because his symptoms looked like losing control of emotion caused by insomnia.

In vain, she remembered the rumors that Bo yeshen was manic.

Is it difficult that insomnia is the main reason for losing control of emotion?

She thought about it for a moment and couldn't help asking, "can't you... Sleep?"

Living under the same roof, song Xingliang will know everything he should know in the future.

Bo yeshen doesn't intend to hide it.

He nodded and said, "two days ago, this sachet could help me sleep, but now it seems to have failed."

Song Xingliang didn't say anything. She didn't tell Bo yeshen that the medicine in the sachet needed to be changed regularly. It just expired tonight.

The herbs for dressing change are prepared by her herself. She developed them independently. No one knows her formula.

She pondered for a moment. When she saw that Bo yeshen was going to swallow a handful of pills in her hand, she raised her hand and blocked Bo yeshen's hand.

Thin night sink doubt and look up.

Song Xingliang coughed softly before saying, "taking these drugs will only damage your body. I've learned some methods to treat insomnia before. Let's make a deal. I'll help you sleep. Give me the sachet. What do you think?"

Song Xingliang is sure that he will agree to this deal, which is profitable and harmless for Bo Ye.

Thin night Shen looks at Song Xingliang, and the sachet loses its sleep aid effect.

It's no use to him.

If he can't sleep, he will keep awake until his nerves can't stretch at last, and then he will be tired and fall asleep.

When he couldn't sleep, he could only stare and lie in bed with a headache tormenting him.

Clearly sleepy, but no sleep, this pain, probably no one can understand.

Sure enough, he was quiet for a moment and nodded, "yes."

He knows that song Xingliang has the ability to make him sleep.