Chapter 362 No conscience

Prince Jing's mansion had been quiet for many days, and now a guest came.

The doorman immediately went in to report. Another servant wanted to change clothes, but this time he held it in until his face turned red and he didn't leave. He had a fake smile on his face.

Qiao Wanyan tucked her hair together. Even though she was so charming now, how could she make him blush and feel shy just standing here?

It is true that it is hard to give up one's natural beauty, there is nothing we can do about it.

The servant who went to pass the message came back very quickly this time, "Second Miss, the prince has been very ill recently and has taken medicine and is now asleep. Master Mo Xiao said that if Second Miss is not busy, she can go in and have a cup of tea and rest. The prince should be waking up soon."

Qiao Wanyan blinked her eyes. "Let me wait for him? I came at an unfortunate time. Come back another day."

She left without hesitation.

"Second Miss, please stay!!!"

Mo Xiao ran over from behind the tree in two or three steps, "Second Miss, please stay. My prince has woken up. I will take you there right away."

Qiao Wanyan handed him the food box as a matter of course, "What a coincidence, the prince woke up so soon."

Mo Xiao took it and smiled awkwardly, "Yes, what a coincidence...or else you two are childhood sweethearts, it's fate!"

The door of Qinghui Hall was open. Qiao Wanyan walked to the door and took the food box from Mo Xiao.

Stepping over the threshold and heading into the inner room, she saw a figure half-lying behind the gauze curtain on the bed.

Qiao Wanyan walked over slowly and lifted the veil.

He Yanli's skin was naturally fair, but it was a very healthy-looking fair complexion.

At this moment, her face was haggard, and she looked sickly and weak for no reason. Her long raven-feather eyelashes cast a shadow that obscured the emotions in her eyes, and her jawline was smoother because she was much thinner, which made people sigh with worry no matter how they looked at it.

"Mo Xiao, bring me some tea. I'm thirsty."

He Yanli said this without raising his eyes and then sighed deeply, as if it was difficult for him to even speak a word at this moment.

Qiao Wanyan took out the medicinal food from the food box, scooped a spoonful and handed it to his mouth.

He Yanli looked at the white and tender little hand in surprise, raised his head, "Why is it you?"

Qiao Wanyan took back her hand and handed the medicinal food to Mo Xiao, and asked softly, "Does it still hurt?"

He Yanli said indifferently, "I don't understand what you are saying."

"Qiao Jibai told me that you found the antidote for me and gave it to me. If you're not careful, it could be fatal. Why did you do this? Don't you hate me?"

He Yanli was about to speak when he was interrupted by her index finger.

"Someone told me that I fell deeply in love with you because I was poisoned by the love poison. The person who benefited from it was the one who poisoned me with the love poison. So you were so eager to give me the antidote because you knew someone would find out and you were afraid of being embarrassed if you told others. You poisoned me with the love poison just to play with my feelings and get revenge on me."

He Yanli's expression was calm, knowing that the person who said these words to her was none other than the crown prince.

Now that the love poison has been removed, she will believe whatever the prince says to her.

He retracted his gaze and said indifferently, "So what if it's me? Who doesn't know that I hate you to the bone?"

Upon hearing this, Qiao Wanyan stood up and was about to leave, but before she had taken two steps, she heard a painful groan from behind the veil.

She stopped and turned around. Even through the veil she could see him holding his chest in pain.

Mo Xiao raised his eyebrows slightly, and retreated calmly when he saw this.

He was afraid of leaving a little late, and couldn't help but let the second young lady see his smiling face.

The prince is really good at pretending.

He drew blood from his forearm and covered his chest to act pitiful.

The corners of Qiao Wanyan's mouth curled up slightly, and disappeared without a trace the next moment. She lifted the veil again, and as expected, she saw He Yanli holding his chest with his hands on his chest, frowning, and seemed to be in pain.

She sat on the bed with her back to him, "But I don't believe it. We have known each other since childhood. I know your temper. Even if you really hate me to the core, you wouldn't use a love spell on me to control my feelings for revenge."

He Yanli was stunned for a moment and couldn't help but look at her profile.

Calm, beautiful, and with a very calm tone.

"I believe you, that's why I came to Prince Jing's Mansion today."

He Yanli was silent, but ripples suddenly appeared in his heart and it took a long time for him to calm down.

He watched Qiao Wanyan bring the bowl of medicinal food over again, scooped up a spoonful and blew gently. He seemed to smell the sweet taste of the medicinal food and took a small sip.

Then she ate up all the medicinal food served to her.

He Yanli: "........."

The rippling lake in his heart calmed down again.

Did you really mean what you just said...

He Yanli was somewhat helpless: "Isn't that the medicinal food for this king?"

She brought her own food when she came to Prince Jing's Mansion, so she didn't put herself in a difficult position.

Qiao Wanyan said confidently, "I fed you just now but you didn't eat. You probably didn't have an appetite. I ate it for you because I didn't want it to be wasted. Don't thank me, Your Majesty."

It’s delicious. Yun Heng’s medicinal food actually contains osmanthus flowers, which makes it very sweet!

It’s not a medicinal food at all, it’s even better than the osmanthus soup made by Sun Tian!

He Yanli had so much to say but didn't know how to say it. He took a deep breath and said, "Thank you, my king. You made me so angry that my wound hurts so badly!"

Qiao Wanyan asked worriedly, "Where does it hurt, Your Majesty? Can I rub it for you?"

He Yanli didn't say anything, but just covered his chest and frowned slightly. The answer to where the wound hurt was self-evident.

Qiao Wanyan's fingertips landed on his chest, "Why are you covering this place, Your Majesty?"

He Yanli sneered: "I cut a bowl of my heart blood to make medicine for a heartless person. If I don't feel pain here, my head will feel pain too."

Qiao Wanyan's face was still filled with worry. She took out a handkerchief from her waist and covered her lips. She was so moved that she wanted to cry. "But the prince has put two bowls of blood in his forearm. Why are you covering your chest?"

He Yanli's face instantly turned red and warm.

Qiao Wanyan laughed out loud.