There was only one lamp on in the room, and the light was not very bright.

Nanxing sat at the table with her sleeves half rolled up, holding a long sword in one hand and a handkerchief in the other, gently wiping the sword. The reflected light shone on her face, half bright and half dark, making her exude a sharp loneliness.

Liang Jinghe found it very strange. How could there be such a strange person in the world? Those contradictory descriptions always became particularly appropriate when applied to her.

Noticing his arrival, Nan Xing said calmly without even looking up, "What are you doing here so late?"

He was stunned for a moment, and said quickly: "I... I'll bring you the medicine." As he said that, he placed two porcelain bottles on the table.

"No need." She refused without thinking.

Liang Jinghe glanced at the exposed part of her fair arm, which was covered with purple spots, obviously untreated. He frowned, walked over and took the sword from her hand without saying anything.

"What are you doing?" Nanxing reached out to grab the sword.

Liang Jinghe held the hilt of the sword and threw it into the scabbard hanging next to him.

"You need some medicine."

Nan Xing frowned and said coldly: "I said no."

Liang Jinghe was too lazy to talk to her, so he took out the ointment, opened it, scooped up a dollop with his fingers, and then pressed her wrist to apply it to the injured area on her arm.

A slightly cool touch came over her, along with a slight pain from being pressed by him. Nan Xing gritted her teeth, knowing that if she continued to resist, she would probably have to fight with him again.

She didn't want to cause a pointless fight.

Although there was some resistance, the two of them still sat together alone in peace, which was rare.

Liang Jinghe applied the ointment to her little by little, reviewing every move he had just made in his mind, trying to roughly determine where on her body she might have been injured.

When he was about to lift up his pants, Nan Xing couldn't help but stop him: "I can do this by myself."

A woman's true self should not be easily revealed in front of men outside her.

Liang Jinghe realized that he had gone too far and quickly withdrew his hand in embarrassment: "I'm sorry for the offense."

Nanxing shook her head: "Just put the ointment here, you can go now."

She started to drive people away and threw things away after use. Liang Jinghe suddenly felt annoyed: "You..."

But when he met her eyes that were so cold and emotionless, he was speechless for a moment, and after a long while he could only say the word "you".

"That's it." He stood up and swung his sleeves. Before leaving, he did not forget to instruct: "Apply the ointment once in the morning and once in the evening."

Nanxing felt that he was acting strange today. He seemed angry even though she had done nothing wrong.

Perhaps she realized that her attitude was too cold. After all, he came to bring her medicine, so she said "thank you" to his back.

Liang Jinghe left without looking back.

Nanxing glanced at the opened ointment on the table, pursed her lips, then scooped out a piece of it, rolled up her trouser legs and applied it to the wound.

In fact, this minor injury is nothing to her, so she doesn't care at all. She thinks it will heal in a few days.

But since someone had sent her the medicine, she decided to apply it every day in the spirit of not wasting it.

…

Light Rain Courtyard.

Jiang Muyu and Liang Qingchen were about to rest after bathing when Yun Yan suddenly came over to report: "The maidservant beside Lady Xie wants to see the prince."

Liang Qingchen was wiping the water off Jiang Muyu's hair with a dry towel. Hearing this, he asked without even raising his head: "What's the matter?"

Yunyan said, "It seems that they said that Lady Xie was ill and asked the prince to go and take a look."

"If you are sick, go to the doctor. Why come to me? I can't treat illnesses."

Jiang Muyu held his hand, motioned to Yunyan, and said, "Tell her that the prince will be here soon."

"yes."

Yunyan retreated.

Liang Qingchen frowned, puzzled: "Why are you..."

Jiang Muyu covered his mouth and looked outside. She didn't let go until she heard Yunyan's words and Yunhuan left.

He lowered his voice and said, "This Yun Huan is the Duke of Zhenguo's man."

"If you knew that, why did you keep it?"

"If we want to use the trick, there must be a witness to report it."

"Oh?" Liang Qingchen raised his eyebrows: "It seems that someone has been unable to hold back during the time I was away from home. Tell me, how do you plan to take advantage of the situation?"

Jiang Muyu hooked her finger at him, motioning him to come closer, so he simply leaned behind her and rested his head on her shoulder.

She put one hand to her lips, leaned slightly towards him, and told him her plan.

…

Liang Qingchen then went to the small courtyard to the north of the palace.

This was the first time he had set foot in this courtyard. Although it was not as grand and spacious as Qingyu Courtyard, it was well maintained and had all the facilities he needed.

When he walked into the bedroom, he saw Xie Mio half-sitting on the bed, with only a maid serving her, and a doctor beside her was taking her pulse.

When Xie Mio saw him, she immediately struggled to get up and greet him, but she seemed too weak to get up, and she failed after several attempts.

Liang Qingchen immediately said, "You are still sick, so don't move around."

Xie Mio drooped her eyelashes, her voice soft but with a hint of hoarseness from illness: "I cannot present myself to you, Your Majesty. I hope you will forgive me."

"It doesn't matter. Etiquette is all for show. Your health is more important." He turned to look at the doctor: "What's wrong with her?"

The doctor replied: "The pulse is slow and disordered, which should be caused by long-term depression."

"Is there any medicine?"

"Heart disease needs to be treated with heart medicine. I can only prescribe some medicine to help relieve the pain. If you want to recover, you still have to rely on yourself."

Liang Qingchen frowned: "Heart disease? What are you depressed about?"

Xie Mio shook her head, looking resentful and weak. She looked at the doctor and said, "Please prescribe some auxiliary medicine for me. It will help me temporarily."

The doctor opened his mouth, wanting to say something but stopped himself. However, after taking a look at the cold expression on Prince Rui's face, he finally responded, "Yes."

"Yunhuan, go with the doctor to get the prescription."

Yun Huan didn't want to leave, but seeing Liang Qingchen here, she didn't dare to refuse, so she had to bow and followed the doctor out.

Liang Qingchen and Xie Mio were the only two people left in the room.

When the footsteps faded away, Xie Mio immediately put away her sickly look, threw back the quilt, got off the bed, and knelt down in front of him.

Liang Qingchen lowered his eyes to look at her and said coldly: "What do you mean?"

"The princess promised to let me go after I accomplished my mission, but... I don't know where I can go."

"You want me to arrange a place for you?"

"yes."

He curled his lips and said, "What bargaining chips do you have to make a deal with me?"

She said, "I can provide you with a list of the Queen Mother's party members."

"Heh - the Queen Mother is my biological mother, why would I be her enemy?"

Xie Mio knew that what she was doing was tantamount to plotting against a tiger, but she had no choice. She just wanted to live a good life for herself once, even if the rest of her life was short, she just wanted to live freely for once.

She gritted her teeth and said slowly: "Because you... are not the real King Rui."

Liang Qingchen lowered his eyes and looked at her, with a chill in his eyes.