Although Lan Jingtang restrained himself, his tone was incredibly sarcastic.
Losing to Yi Chenli is one thing, after all, they are childhood sweethearts, but where did Gu Chuzhi come from?
"How could that be? I would never like him."
"I will never like anyone else in my life, because no one will be better than Ali."
“I am already his bride. On that day of blood marriage, I took it seriously.”
The girl spoke sincerely; this wasn't the first time Lan Jingtang had heard An Yuan'er say such things.
At first, I thought it was too early, and the girl was still immersed in the grief of Yi Chenli's departure, so it was possible that she couldn't let go for a while.
But time passed just like that, and the girl's words were not a joke, but something she meant seriously.
The girl's actions—beating the drum to appeal to the emperor, a blood-stained wedding at a funeral—were all extremely outrageous. Yet, even so, they couldn't stop the men who pursued her.
When faced with her suitors, the girl always gave the same answer.
She won't like anyone else. No one else has a chance with her.
The girl was quite naive. She watched as her half-sisters in the An family all got married and found their ideal husbands. But the girl remained alone, walking by herself, thinking of someone far away, someone who might never return.
But the girl stubbornly persisted.
Perhaps waiting won't bring results, but at least she was happy while waiting for him.
Looking at An Yuan'er like this, Lan Jingtang realized that Gu Chuzhi had no chance, Yi Chenqi had no chance, and neither did he.
A bond that time cannot erode is something no one can surpass.
That person lives in his heart, whether he is here or not, whether he is by her side or not; everyone else can only be a supporting character.
As they chatted, An Yuan'er got sleepy and fell asleep leaning against the table.
It was cold and windy outside, so Lan Jingtang put a cloak on her.
Looking at the girl's sleepy eyes, Lan Jingtang felt a silent sense of satisfaction: at least, he was by Yi Chenli's side during the days when Yi Chenli was away.
Regardless of whether he can come back in the future, he has spent so many years with her, accompanied her, and has these memories; that is enough for him.
Studying medicine is tiring. Lan Jingtang looked at the girl's hands. They used to be delicate and soft, fair and tender without a single wound. But after handling medicinal herbs for a long time, the small wounds on her hands were often corroded by the herbs. Her once fair and tender hands now had many scars of all sizes, and she could vaguely feel some calluses on her hands.
This is the price a girl pays for growing up, and also the price she pays for studying medicine.
After returning that day, Lan Jingtang never saw An Yuan'er cry again. No matter how big the problem was, she would grit her teeth and get through it.
She transformed from a pampered princess, spoiled by Yi Chenli, into a capable female doctor. During holidays, An Yuan'er would visit elderly people in the suburbs to provide medical care, both to enhance her practical learning and to help more people.
The little princess is gone, but An Yuan'er has begun to shine.
Lan Jingtang felt that perhaps this was the real An Yuan'er.
She is more charming and attractive than before, and not just in terms of appearance...
Lan Jingtang took out the ointment and, while the girl was asleep, carefully and meticulously applied it to her hands, his movements gentle so as not to disturb her at all. Only at this moment could Lan Jingtang unabashedly express his affection.
He didn't want to burden her, so he could only silently love her. And she didn't need to know.
Halfway through applying the medicine, Sanqi rushed over.
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