"I'm not going back to the capital!" He Zhilan stood at the doorway of the room, blocking He Teng inside, "If you can, carry me back to the capital and lock me up there, otherwise, I'm staying right here!"
"Zhilan~" He Teng really did have a headache, it was true he couldn't control He Zhilan if she kept running to the army, "School and work are tough, you get so exhausted that you could collapse in the classroom in just half a month, if this goes on, will you end up collapsing on the road?"
At this point, He Teng became even more helpless, "You were never strong to begin with, and these years, no matter how hard we try, we can't seem to fatten you up. You need to rest more, not exert yourself. Even Dad, if he were here today, would surely make this decision. Your career is in the capital, following me here doing unhappy work, wasting your own time, do you think that makes any sense?"
