Liang Qingchen then noticed the red bump on her forehead and asked, "What's wrong with your head?"

Jiang Muyu said nonchalantly: "It was just that I accidentally bumped into the pillar."

"You are so old, yet you are still so careless."

"What the hell is it to you!" She pouted. She had been scolded so many times today that she suddenly felt emotional.

It wasn't like she wanted to hit her head, she fell because someone bumped into her, but they seemed to think she hit her head against the pillar on purpose.

"Why are you so angry after I just said something to you?" Liang Qingchen was helpless. He held her hand and pulled her closer, saying, "Come with me to the academy when we return home tomorrow. I have some excellent golden sore medicine. Apply it on your sore and it will heal faster."

"Master...Prince?" Yun Xuan raised his head and looked at him in surprise, but after receiving a warning from the corner of his eyes, he immediately lowered his head again.

She naturally knew what the "Golden Abscess Medicine" he was talking about was. It was a rare and valuable thing. How could the master be willing to give it to the princess?

However, Jiang Muyu didn't know. She just thought it was some ancient anti-inflammatory and analgesic medicine. She thought that the prince's things must be good, and she also wanted the swelling on her head to go away quickly.

So she smiled sweetly, "I knew you were the best to me."

She has always been well aware of the truth that one should be grateful to those who have helped her.

"You." Liang Qingchen smiled lovingly and scratched her pretty little nose.

…

After struggling for most of the night, the two finally lay down on the bed. The bed in Putuo Temple was not as big as the one in the palace. Jiang Muyu was afraid of touching his injured area, so he slept in it and almost got stuck into the wall.

Liang Qingchen helplessly reached out and pulled the man over. "Why are you hiding so far away? Can I still do anything to you here?"

In the darkness, Jiang Muyu rolled his eyes. What kind of vicious words are coming out of this person's mouth?

She told the truth, "I was afraid that I would touch your wound when I fell asleep."

"It's okay." He held the person in his arms and said, "I can't sleep peacefully without holding you."

Jiang Muyu: “…”

Okay, she didn't resist and let him hold her in his arms and fall asleep.

Liang Qingchen was really tired and fell asleep soon after. The sound of light and steady breathing could be heard above her head.

Jiang Muyu still couldn't sleep at this moment.

She felt that she could no longer understand this man. It was fine that he was close to her when he didn't know her true identity, but now that he knew that she was not the Jiang Muyu who had slept with him for nine years, he still did not reject her at all, and even became more and more demanding day by day, teasing her in various ways. Wasn't it too fast that he fell in love with someone else?

But when she thought about it carefully, she felt that how could she have such great charm?

If he didn't like her but was just playing around, then the original owner had lived with him for nine years, but had never entered his heart?

She recalled the day when he confessed his identity in Shulang Garden. There was no sadness in his eyes, no pain of losing his loved one, only shock and a little anger... The look in the eyes of a person who loves cannot lie. He had no love for the original owner, nor for her.

But why was he angry? Did he blame her for deceiving him, or did he think her unexpected appearance had ruined something?

She recalled the days she had spent with him bit by bit. Sometimes he was close to her, and sometimes he was distant. Sometimes he would ignore her and not show up for two or three days.

But every time in front of her, he always creates a persona that has feelings for her, making her unconsciously lost in it.

There is too little description of Liang Qingchen in the original text. He is a character living in other people's dialogues, because the heroine went to Beijing again six years later, by which time Liang Qingchen had been dead for two years.

At this point, she had no way of using the original work to infer what kind of person he was.

But he is definitely not as simple as he seems!

The more she thought about it, the colder she felt, a cold that came from her bones.

Even in his sleep, Liang Qingchen could still sense her trembling slightly. He slowly opened his eyes and asked in a hoarse voice, "What's wrong?"

Jiang Muyu was startled by his sudden words and realized that she had overreacted. She lied quickly, "You scared me. I just suddenly felt a little cold."

"The quilts in the temple are a little thin." He pulled the quilt up, wrapping her up so that only her head was exposed, then tightened his arms to let her stick close to him.

He asked, “Are you feeling better now?”

She replied: "Much better."

Jiang Muyu's body became as stiff as a log, and he dared not move at all like a quail.

Fortunately, Liang Qingchen didn't care too much and said, "Go to sleep."

Then he closed his eyes again.

Jiang Muyu fell asleep at dawn due to exhaustion.

The next day, when she appeared with two obvious dark circles under her eyes, Yun Xuan was shocked.

"My lady, you didn't sleep all night either?"

She shook her head woodenly and said, "I slept for an hour."

Yun Xuan asked, "Are you not used to it?"

Could she say that she had been thinking all night and suddenly had some insights, which caused her to not sleep well that night?

Of course not.

So he followed Yun Xuan's words and said, "Yes, I will definitely take a good nap when I return to the palace."

Yunshan came in from outside, "Madam, the Eighth Miss is here, waiting outside the door."

"Let her in."

Jiang Muxue hadn't come to see her since she entered Putuo Temple yesterday. She must have been busy flirting with Wei Jingkang and had forgotten about her completely. But it was good this way, as she could have a quiet day.

At this moment, Jiang Muxue had already walked in and bowed in front of her, "Xue'er has met sister."

Jiang Muyu was asking Yun Xuan to comb her hair. Without looking at her, she just asked, "What did you do yesterday?"

Jiang Muxue said, "I fell while climbing the mountain yesterday and sprained my foot. I have been resting in the room ever since and have not been able to come and pay my respects to you, sister. I hope you can forgive me."

Obviously, this was the wording she had thought of before coming here. If she didn't mention Wei Jingkang, Jiang Muyu would not bother to get involved in that bad luck.

She also learned to say something to keep things simple, "I see, is your foot feeling better now?"

"It's not a big deal. It won't delay our descent from the mountain."

"I'm glad you're okay. I'll ask Yun Xuan to help you later, so you don't fall again when you go down the mountain."

"yes."

She was very well behaved today, but Jiang Muyu knew that this was just the calm before the storm.

Soon, there will be a marriage storm, and the entire Jing'an Marquis Mansion will be caught in the vortex.

Jiang Muyu glanced at the woman in front of him. Her pretty face was full of spring colors and the honey in her eyes seemed to be overflowing. She looked even more energetic than before she went up the mountain yesterday. It seemed that Wei Jingkang was not as straight as he looked.

"Sister, why don't you have a vegetarian meal with us here, and then go to the main hall to burn two incense sticks before going down the mountain."

Jiang Muxue thought about it and nodded: "Okay."

Yun Xuan had combed her hair into a bun. She had changed her hairstyle today and had left a few strands of hair down to cover the bump on her forehead, which made her look more charming and lively.

Jiang Muxue felt strange, "Sister, why did you change your hairstyle today?"

"Doesn't it look good?" Jiang Muyu asked her back.

She was startled, then nodded awkwardly, "Good, it looks good."

Jiang Muyu looked in the mirror and felt very satisfied. "My sister even said two good words about it, so it must be good. Yun Xuan can open a shop directly with this skill."

Jiang Muxue felt suffocated again and felt a tightness in her chest, but she had no place to vent her anger.

I thought this matter was over and done with.

During the meal, Liang Qingchen personally served Jiang Muyu vegetarian porridge and used his own chopsticks to pick up food for her.

Jiang Muxue, who was standing by, couldn't eat anything as she watched. She felt as if an invisible hand was grabbing her heart and pinching her liver, making her feel so uncomfortable that she wanted to flip the table.