Looking at his magnificent clothes, Lan Jingtang's grief deepened.
Dressing up for the occasion wasn't to accompany her to meet her elders, but rather to make sure she didn't show up.
His blue outfit seemed to mock his foolishness.
"Is it because of the First Prince that you didn't save Yi Chenli? Is it because you want to repay a debt of gratitude?" An Yuan'er asked.
"That's only one of the reasons." What Lan Jingtang couldn't say was that he was so jealous he was going crazy. Why should he save his love rival? What's more, this love rival was someone who was his enemy.
“The Crown Prince is not a kind person. Lan Jingtang, can’t you just not follow him? There are many ways to repay a debt of gratitude; you don’t necessarily have to do your work for him.”
Lan Jingtang shook off An Yuan'er's hand and retorted sharply, "An Yuan'er, if the First Prince is not a kind person, does that mean the Sixth Prince is? Although I am not a member of the royal family, I have heard many rumors about the Sixth Prince. They say he is cold-blooded, ruthless, and extremely difficult to get along with. An Yuan'er, have you been deceived by him?"
The atmosphere was tense, and An Yuan'er grew anxious, the two clashing sharply.
An Yuan'er did not back down and said sternly, "Lan Jingtang, never get to know or understand a person based on what others say. I met him when I was five and entered Chenyang Palace when I was six. Over the years, no one knows him better than me. I will not allow anyone to say a bad word about him, including you."
At this moment, An Yuan'er unleashed her full power, protecting the man like a mother hen guarding her food.
Lan Jingtang saw another side of An Yuan'er. Unlike her usual charming, willful, and clever nature, she now had all her thorns out, protecting that man in her own way.
She was no longer a weak and tearful little girl; she could be fearless and protect him in her own way.
Lan Jingtang didn't care what the world thought of the Sixth Prince. What he cared about was what An Yuan'er thought.
An Yuan'er calmed down: "You have your family's mission, and you have to help the Crown Prince, which I can't stop you from doing. However, you can't break your promise to me."
An Yuan'er paused, picked up a thick wooden stick from the road, and handed it to Lan Jingtang.
"I understand why you won't save the royal family. Then break my legs first, and then save me."
Lan Jingtang held the wooden stick in his hand, his hand trembling.
"An Yuan'er, what do you mean?"
An Yuan'er said decisively, "Take the medicine that saved me and use it to save the people I want to save."
Lan Jingtang never expected that the little girl, who was afraid of pain, would say such insane things. Did she even know how painful it was to have her leg broken?
Lan Jingtang finally asked the question he had always wanted to ask: "An Yuan'er, you like him, don't you?"
Without the slightest hesitation, the girl in front of me said firmly, "Yes. I like him. I don't know when it started, but I only like him. Helping his legs recover isn't just his wish, it's mine too."
Lan Jingtang heard the sound of his own heart breaking.
That heart was brutally crushed and torn into countless pieces.
The pain was so intense it felt like he was suffocating, but as a doctor, Lan Jingtang had no way to save himself.
"So you'd rather trade your leg for his?"
An Yuan'er nodded.
Lan Jingtang's eyes were bloodshot, blazing with anger, resentment, jealousy, and a whole host of other complex emotions.
He raised the wooden stick high, about to strike An Yuan'er's leg.
An Yuan'er dared not look; she closed her eyes and awaited the onset of excruciating pain.
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