Jiang Ying stretched out his hand towards Yan Zhuo, trying to feel his neck pulse.

As a result, her right hand was controlled by Yan Zhuo. Noticing her other movements, Yan Zhuo quickly grabbed her right hand again!

Still in a very ambiguous posture.

Jiang Ying: "..."

He looked at her, holding her soft body with both hands, on her waist on the left and on her neck on the right, their eyes met. The man's narrow and long eyes were indescribably deep, with a faint ripple in them that Jiang Ying could not understand.

"Are you drunk? Or sick?" Jiang Ying asked, and at the same time, he used force with his right hand and touched Yan Zhuo's pulse with his backhand.

Yan Zhuo was very sober. He neither drank alcohol nor took Wu Shi San to relieve his arm pain at regular intervals as before.

He looked lazy and allowed Jiang Ying to examine him.

Jiang Ying pondered for a long time, but he couldn't find any signs of him drinking or taking drugs from his words. In other words, did he really mean what he said just now?

This made Jiang Ying confused.

The Dog King doesn't play by the rules!

If he was determined to marry her as his principal wife instead of a concubine, I'm afraid both his grandmother and his brothers would waver in their attitudes, right?

"Ahem." Jiang Ying lowered his head and pulled out his hand hard.

Yan Zhuo didn't let go at first, but then suddenly let go, causing Jiang Ying to almost slide off the chair.

His long arms grabbed my waist and supported me.

Yan Zhuo's eyes flashed with surprise. Her waist was so soft and thin...

It was so long ago that he couldn't remember the details, and he wasn't someone who often reminisced about the past, so when their bodies suddenly touched, the new feeling was real and graceful, covering the old.

Yan Zhuo raised his eyebrows, and in his heart he thought it would be a good idea to marry this little woman home.

Just like Qi Ren said, she is a good doctor, and after she is released, he will be the one making money.

In this way, the son is saved and the mistress is saved, killing two birds with one stone.

The more he thought about it, the more he felt that Yan Zhuo quietly stayed on Jiang Ying's waist for a moment, and then let go, "I suggest, what do you think?"

Jiang Ying involuntarily moved his butt and said, "Not so good."

"You don't even want to be my legal wife?"

"No one wants to."

Of course she doesn't want to!

Whether it is the extravagant desire of a couple for a lifetime, or the idea of ​​liking each other and entering the marriage hall... But this is ancient, so it's better not to talk about it.

Yan Zhuo's eyes deepened when he heard this. "That's good as long as you are willing. The king will take care of the rest."

Jiang Ying, "???"

No, she doesn't want to.

Jiang Ying rolled his eyes and thought of a bunch of excuses that were not excuses. "No need, Lord Prince. How much trouble is it to marry a woman you don't like? Not only will the emperor be unhappy about the marriage, but the prince will also be angry. Then my stepmother will find an excuse to splash the water, and the whole capital will laugh at her. How troublesome is that?"

"After saying so much, you're still unwilling." Yan Zhuo's eyes were dark and blood was visible.

Jiang Ying stopped talking and stared at the ground with his head down.

She caught a glimpse of Yan Zhuo's right hand on his knees. Thinking of the abnormality she found when she took his pulse, she pursed her lips and said, "I don't mean to pry into the Prince's privacy, but when I took his pulse just now, I found that the tendons in his right hand were broken. Although it was repaired later, the damage is irreversible. I'm afraid it will affect his daily life, right?"

In order to escape, the little woman deliberately changed the subject?

Yan Zhuo curled the corners of his lips, pretending not to notice, "Well, my right hand is useless."

"Where's your hand?" Jiang Ying let out a breath of relief imperceptibly and looked up at his hand.

As long as she doesn't say whether she will get married or not, she will feel at ease.

"My hand is fine, especially after using your medicine to treat it."

There was no water in these words. On this point, Yan Zhuo still looked at Jiang Ying with new eyes.

This was one of the factors that led to his change of mind.

Another factor, of course, is because of the child. He lost his mother when he was young and never enjoyed the happiness of his mother's company. Therefore, he tried his best not to leave any regrets for his child.

What's more, she is really good at raising children. A seven-month premature baby has lived for more than three months without any illness or discomfort.

Such premature babies have obvious weaknesses, even if they have a bunch of doctors in the palace to serve them.

However, she managed to raise the child to be plump, strong and cute. With such a mistress, he didn't have to worry about his future heirs.

Jiang Ying suddenly realized, "So you bought those medicinal stones for this purpose, that makes sense."

"From your tone, it seems that the way 녤王놅 handled the situation was not the best?"

"Your Highness doesn't know medicine, and it's the best that he hasn't given up on treatment. But for me, your right hand can still be saved, and your hand... can definitely be better after treatment."

Yan Zhuo was incredulous, and his facial expression suddenly changed, "Are you serious?"

"It would do me no good to tell you a lie, would it?"

Suddenly, as soon as she finished speaking, Yan Zhuo leaned forward, his fiery eyes fixed on Jiang Ying.

His thin lips opened and closed. "In this case, the king will be even more unable to let you go. What do you think?"

Jiang Ying did not dodge or evade, as if he had made up his mind, "I am the exact opposite of the prince. I want to use my healing skills to exchange conditions with the prince."

At this point, if Yan Zhuo couldn't guess Jiang Ying's conditions, wouldn't he have lived two decades in vain?

Because I knew that, even though I was shocked inside, I still didn't ask questions immediately.

The little woman's thoughts are very straightforward, so she won't marry.

It was so straightforward that Yan Zhuo couldn't help but laugh at himself. Was he really that bad?

She drugged me and used the threat of the child to gain power. Apart from not visiting her, didn't I do anything to her?

Today, he has changed his mind, but she has become willful again?

It's true that women's hearts are like a needle in the sea.

"What conditions?"

Jiang Ying smiled, knowing that he would not be able to help himself, "Cancel the engagement."

"You really think highly of the king. Imperial edicts are no joke. Have you ever seen an imperial edict issued by any dynasty be taken back?"

Jiang Ying didn't care, "Then you can only choose one between curing the hand and marrying a reluctant woman."

"Your Majesty, you should first marry this reluctant woman and then let her willingly accept your treatment. Is it necessary to choose between the two?"

"Ha." One word expressed Jiang Ying's disdain.

It is said that people are always aggressive and will do anything to get ahead of others. Since Yan Zhuo showed a submissive attitude, Jiang Ying has become more and more courageous.

Look, he even dared to turn his face away from the dignified prince.

The key point is that the latter was not angry yet. He took a sip of tea leisurely, followed suit, and suddenly changed the topic:

"Do you know that the gutless Baotian switched you and made you suffer so much in Xinghua Village? Grandma Jiang, in fact, is not dead."

“Ang???” Jiang Ying stared at the man, his eyes as sharp as barbs.