On the bustling street, the woman in yellow walked and stopped.

The little girl next to her looked worried and seemed to be hesitant to speak.

After this happened a few times, Sang Liwan couldn't bear it anymore.

She turned her head and looked at Qingshui, who was following her strangely, with a puzzled look on her face.

"Just say what you want to say. Why are you hesitating?"

Qingshui originally thought that his little action was very secretive and careful, but he didn't expect that Sang Liwan would see through it at a glance.

A trace of embarrassment flashed across Qingshui's face.

She swallowed her saliva, "Miss, how do you know..."

Hearing this, Sang Liwan raised his eyebrows.

So this little girl thought she was hiding well?

"As long as this princess is not blind, she can see it."

Qingshui was originally surprised that Sang Liwan saw through her thoughts at a glance, but when she heard Sang Liwan's self-introduction, she almost choked to death on her own saliva.

“Cough cough cough…”

Seeing the child coughing so heartbreakingly, Sang Liwan was speechless.

She recalled what she had just said in her mind, and there didn't seem to be anything wrong with it... right?

After watching for a long time, Sang Liwan still felt a little bit reluctant.

She raised her hand and patted Qingshui's back, fearing that the girl would cough up her lungs accidentally.

Qingshui was frightened by her actions.

How could a master help his servant to appease his anger?

She evened out her breathing while stepping back, shaking her hands repeatedly, "Miss, Miss, I'm fine, I'm fine... cough cough cough..."

Sang Liwan looked at his empty palm and raised his eyebrows nonchalantly, "Are you so polite?"

Qingshui shuddered all over and quickly lowered her head to apologize, "I dare not, I dare not."

Seeing her trembling appearance, Sang Liwan felt that if the two of them were not on the busy street at this moment, Qingshui would have already knelt down in front of her.

"It's up to you." After saying that, he turned around and continued walking forward.

Qingshui finally breathed a sigh of relief, stood there to relax, and soon caught up.

Seeing her following, Sang Liwan stroked his sleeves and chuckled, "Are you so surprised to hear me call myself 'this princess'?"

Hearing her words, Qingshui was shocked and subconsciously wanted to kneel down and apologize, but was quickly stopped by Sang Liwan.

"What are you doing? This is on the street."

Qingshui finally reacted and his face turned red.

Her behavior just now was completely out of instinct. It was not until Sang Liwan's hand was on her arm that she realized how inappropriate her action was.

Afraid that his behavior would annoy Sang Liwan, Qingshui kept his head down and didn't dare to say a word.

Until I heard Sang Liwan sigh softly.

"Is this princess that scary?"

"No... no..." Qingshui shook his head repeatedly, "It's not like that."

As she spoke, she raised her head and carefully observed Sang Liwan's reaction.

Seeing that there was no other expression on the other person's face and he was just looking at her with interest, Qingshui suddenly felt a little courage in his heart.

"I just feel a little surprised. After all, the young lady and the prince..."

Qingshui’s words did not surprise Sang Liwan.

Anyone with eyes knows what the relationship between Sang Liwan and Jun Moyi was like before. The two of them had almost reached the point where it was either you or me.

But suddenly, Sang Liwan actually called herself the princess. No wonder Qingshui was so scared that she choked on her own saliva.

However, Sang Liwan's face didn't show any strange expression. She just smiled at Qingshui and asked, "Don't you think that the prince's actions when I committed suicide this time are very touching?"

When Sang Liwan committed suicide this time, everyone in Prince An's Mansion who had eyes knew that she did this to ruin Jun Moyi's reputation. She wanted to use this method to force Jun Moyi to divorce her.

After all, no man can tolerate his face being stepped on like this, even if that person is his wife.

However, what no one expected was that Jun Moyi not only did not lose his temper, but was considerate and stayed by Sang Liwan's bedside for two days and two nights without closing his eyes. Not to mention the servants in the palace, even Qingshui felt that her young lady was really ungrateful.

She had originally thought that after Sang Liwan woke up, she would tell her everything Jun Moyi had done for her in those days.

However, before she could say anything, Sang Liwan actually figured it out on her own?

Qingshui has been serving Sang Liwan since she was a child. She knows that this young lady has a very stubborn personality. Once she makes up her mind, even nine oxen can't pull her back. This time, her attitude towards Jun Moyi has taken a 180-degree turn, which really makes her feel a little confused.

Sang Liwan didn't care whether Qingshui said anything or not. She continued, "Even though the prince treats me like this, my heart is not made of stone."

"It's great that you figured it out, Miss."

Qingshui let out a long sigh, as if Jun Moyi was her master.

Sang Liwan raised his eyebrows when he saw this.

I have to say that Jun Moyi acted very well, even Qingshui thought he was sincere.

Qingshui is a girl who doesn't have many ideas, but she is very loyal and does whatever her master says.

At this moment, she had no doubt about Sang Liwan's words at all. Instead, she thought that her master's decision was very correct.

In her opinion, the prince looked much more stable and reliable than the second prince.

The two walked for a distance before Qingshui remembered what he had wanted to say to Sang Liwan at the beginning.

She gently tugged at Sang Liwan's sleeve and said, "Miss, you're still injured. It wouldn't be a good idea for us to just run out without informing the prince."

Sang Liwan looked helpless, "Qingshui, you are good in every way except that you are too timid. Don't worry, I am here, the prince won't dare to do anything to you."

Qingshui: ...

"Miss, I'm not worried about myself..."

Qingshui wanted to persuade her again, but Sang Liwan had already turned around and walked into a teahouse on the street.

The teahouse was bustling with people, including many dignitaries, either rich or noble. It was obviously not a good place to talk.

So, Qingshui swallowed the words that were about to come out of her mouth and could only follow Sang Liwan silently.

As the two of them went up to the second floor, they heard a slightly mocking voice.

"Tsk, Princess An? Why is she here? Is it because she knows you're here?"

A deep male voice said, "Don't talk nonsense."

Although the man scolded the people around him, his voice was clearly filled with impatience.

Sang Liwan frowned in annoyance. Where did this big-faced weirdo come from? He really knows how to flatter himself!