After learning that the wound on Lingzhi's shoulder was not deep and that she was just frightened and unconscious, Xiao Qingyun felt relieved.

"Don't worry too much. I've checked it. There's no poison on the dagger. Miss Lingzhi won't die." Master Wen said with a smile.

"Why should I worry? She's just a little maid. What does it matter whether she's dead or alive?"

Xiao Qingyun answered nonchalantly.

Master Wen looked at his friend's expression, thought of what happened two years ago, and sighed silently in his heart.

"Okay, just remember to change the medicine regularly. Also, make sure she doesn't do any strenuous exercise in the next few days."

"Why should I listen to all this nonsense? I have my own doctor to change the medicine."

After Xiao Qingyun finished speaking, he lay down in the rocking chair, closed his eyes and stopped looking at him.

Master Wen shook his head, stood up and left the room.

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…

Lingzhi was awakened by the pain of the wound on his shoulder.

When I woke up, I only saw a figure flash past my eyes and then hide behind the bed curtains.

She was horrified and shouted, "Help! There's an assassin!"

The man was frightened by her.

"It's me!"

Lingzhi looked closely and found that it was Xiao Qingyun.

Maybe the light was too dim, his face looked particularly dark.

A little scary.

Lingzhi asked him, "What are you doing sneaking around like that?"

"I'm making medicine for you."

There was an inexplicable restraint in Xiao Qingyun's tone.

After he finished speaking, Lingzhi noticed the small stove on the side.

She wiped the mucus from her eyes and said, "Why are you in the house when you go to the corridor to boil the medicine? You will be struck by lightning if you disturb someone's erotic dreams."

"Keep dreaming!"

Xiao Qingyun was so angry that he trembled. He dropped the medicine jar in his hand and left with a flick of his sleeves.

Before leaving, he left a message: "Brain is a good thing, I hope you have one too."

Lingzhi racked his brains for a long time before he finally understood.

He must have been worried about being seen, so he secretly hid in the house to boil the medicine.

After all, it would be embarrassing for a dignified prince to be seen doing such rough work as a servant.

But why did he have to prepare the medicine for her himself?

Why not just let the doctor at the clinic do the decoction?

She was worried that her brain would run out of ideas, so she didn't think any further.

After all, one should be heartless, so that no one can hurt her.

Lingzhi lay back down, pulled a thin quilt over herself, and continued to sleep.

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…

After resting for a few days, Lingzhi's injuries were finally almost healed.

It happened to be the Qiqiao Festival, so she begged Xiao Qingyun to take her for a walk on the street.

Maybe it was because she was injured for him, and he felt a little indebted to her, so he let her have whatever she wanted.

Lingzhi was proud of his contribution in saving the emperor, so he spoke and acted more casually.

They went out at night and came to the street.

The streets are crowded with people, and there are small vendors everywhere selling sugar figures, fox masks and other small items. There are lantern festivals and various lantern riddles on the streets, which is very lively.

A breeze blows, and the colorful lanterns flutter in the wind, creating a festive atmosphere.

Lingzhi's attention was attracted by the lively scene. She looked at the lanterns as she walked. When she saw a lantern she liked, she asked Xiao Qingyun to buy two.

Lingzhi was wearing a new dress and holding a lantern, jumping around and looking at the various small objects on the street, smiling like a flower.

Xiao Qingyun followed her in white.

I guess it was because the two of them were very conspicuous in the crowd, and many girls pointed at Xiao Qingyun excitedly.

The young men stared at the Ganoderma lucidum.

Lingzhi waved and greeted them, feeling extremely happy.

When she turned around, she found Xiao Qingyun looking at her calmly.

"Hey, why are you looking at me?"

He said without hesitation: "If you don't look at me, how do you know I'm looking at you?"

Lingzhi nodded: "That's right, people are born to be seen."

Her eyes passed over a young man who blushed slightly at her, and she winked at him and even hummed a little tune.

Xiao Qingyun couldn't stand it any longer: "Ganoderma lucidum."

"I'm here."

"Be quiet."

"oh."

The two of them followed the surging crowd to the river.

There were many people by the river, and many river lanterns were floating on the river, swaying and following the water.

Lingzhi pulled Xiao Qingyun's sleeve and walked forward to a secluded place, where she took out the rabbit river lantern she had just bought.

This is an ancient tradition. It is said that if you make a wish to it, it will definitely come true.

Lingzhi was carefully placed into the river, then he put his hands together and closed his eyes reverently.

May everyone she meets live in peace and happiness.

When she opened her eyes, she found Xiao Qingyun also squatting in front of the river lantern with his eyes closed.

"Eh? Wang... Young Master Xiao, what wish did you make?"

With so many people around, she couldn't just call him "Prince," so Lingzhi changed the address.

"It's nothing more than an obsession in my heart." Xiao Qingyun slowly stood up and said.

Seeing that he didn't answer her directly and guessing that he had something else to say, Lingzhi realized that her question was a bit abrupt.

Why should he tell her what he wished for?

She's not his mother.

So she looked around and said, "It's so lively over there, shall we go over there and take a look?"

Xiao Qingyun nodded.

This time Lingzhi didn't pull him, they walked side by side.

When we walked onto a bridge, fireworks happened to explode, blooming into the shape of countless lotus flowers.

Lingzhi couldn't help but stop and looked up and praised: "It's so beautiful."

"Yes, it's really beautiful." Xiao Qingyun also looked at her and said.

It turned out that a lantern festival was being held on the bustling street. Many young men and women each took a mask and took the opportunity to appreciate the lanterns to talk to each other.

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