Yinglu was stunned and thought to herself, I must never make the young lady angry in the future, as she still holds a grudge!

In the hall, Yue Nanchen placed the unconscious Dong Qing'er on the soft couch beside him. He held her hand tightly. Her hand was cold, and his handsome face looked even colder and more lonely under the light and shadow.

Lan Shuiyao saw Yue Nanchen like this as soon as she stepped into the hall. She frowned unhappily and glanced coldly at Dong Qing'er who was lying on the couch. Her face was pale, and it was obvious that she was too sad. Naturally, there was also a part of pretense in it.

With just one glance, Lan Shuiyao knew what was going on. She laughed tenderly, but her tone was not flattering.

"Oh, isn't this the famous Prince of Yongnan? What wind brings him here so early in the morning?" If Lan Shuiyao had a handkerchief in her hand at this moment, she would definitely look like a brocade madam.

Yue Nanchen raised his eyes to look at her, only to see that she had changed into a blue dress which was rare today. She came over gracefully with a teasing tone, without even glancing at the patient on the couch, but sat directly on a large sandalwood chair in the middle.

She took off her shoes and socks, curled up, and her jade-white toes were faintly visible under the blue dress, white and attractive.

Yue Nanchen took his eyes off her jade-white toes and stared at her charming eyes, "Qing'er is sick, please save her!"

Shui Yao raised her eyelids, and the high-raised tail of her eye was like the water waves of a fox's charming eyes, and her voice was drawn out in a coquettish voice.

"Hey...you want me to save someone? I don't know who looked like he wanted to eat me last night. He's really forgetful. He came to me for medical help so early in the morning!"

Yue Nanchen's eyes darkened, and the muscles on his forehead suddenly tensed. He couldn't help but take a step closer, with a gloomy look on his face.

He was vague, but still lowered his voice: "The grudge between you and me is the grudge between you and me. Now Qing'er is unconscious, can you..."

When Shui Yao pulled the blue skirt, Yue Nanchen only felt a burst of strange fragrance coming to his nose. He looked at the woman again, but she changed her posture and supported her head lazily with her elbows. "Don't worry, she won't die, you don't have to worry!"

Since Dong Qing'er likes to pretend, let her pretend for a longer time!

"You! What are you talking about? Do you still have an ounce of compassion as a doctor?" Yue Nanchen became angry, his gloomy expression intensified, gradually taking on a ferocious look.

"Kind heart? When have I, Lan Shuiyao, ever had a kind heart? Haha!" Lan Shuiyao suddenly giggled, her body shaking with laughter. Her proud breasts trembled slightly, attracting everyone's attention.

Yue Nanchen clenched his fingers tightly. Before coming here, he knew that Lan Shuiyao would make things difficult for him, and he was mentally prepared.

No matter how you look at it, Qing'er had done him a favor. Even though their love was gone, at least they were still friends. And now because of him, she had fallen into such a miserable state. Even if he had to put aside his status as a prince, he must heal her!

But he didn't expect that Lan Shuiyao's ability to make people angry was so strong that he almost couldn't hold it in and was on the verge of a full-scale explosion.

After laughing enough and taking a look at Yue Nanchen's handsome face which had turned blue with anger, Lan Shuiyao felt much more relieved and got down from the chair calmly.

Yue Nanchen tried his best not to look at the woman's feet. He watched her twisting her steps, but she was so horrified that she wanted to kick her. He moved to the couch, took a look, took out a golden abacus from his sleeve and started calculating. His slender fingers were on the golden abacus.

Flying up, so beautiful.

"Don't calculate, just tell me how much you want!" Yue Nanchen lost his patience, he grabbed the abacus in the woman's hand and growled.

With a wink, Lan Shuiyao lowered her eyes to look at the man's hand that was blocking her abacus. That hand had huge bones and long knuckles, which was really suitable for holding a sword and killing people.

Seeing that she remained silent and just stared at his hands, Yue Nanchen suddenly felt a strange feeling in his heart.

His fingers moved slightly, and then he realized that because of his anxiety, he not only pressed the abacus, but also pressed the woman's hand, which was soft, thin, smooth and moist.

Dong Qing'er was actually awake all the time. After laughing wildly, she lay powerlessly on the ground. When the man came forward and picked her up, she took advantage of the situation.

Now, she has nothing and can only cling tightly to Yue Nanchen as a lifeline. Since he doesn't love her anymore, she can only take advantage of his guilt. Her pain and misfortune will be repaid by someone sooner or later!

She had been listening to the conversation between Lan Shuiyao and Yue Nanchen. The sweetness and charm of the woman's voice made her want to bite him, but she also felt excited at the same time.

Because from their words, she could judge that the two people were not as the outside world saw them. Lan Shuiyao wanted to be the Princess of Yongnan, but that was a dream!

There was no sound for a long time. She secretly opened her eyes and saw Yue Nanchen's hand covering Lan Shuiyao's. She gritted her teeth and almost jumped up from the couch in anger.

Suddenly, she felt a pain in her elbow and suddenly lost all strength in her body. She wanted to open her eyes and speak, but she was unable to do so!

After successfully making Dong Qing'er continue to be "unconscious", Lan Shuiyao turned her elbow and quickly got away from Yue Nan.

Chen's big hand, then the figure moved, the blue skirt fluttered, and then look again, the person was already sitting on the round chair again, posing lazily.

Yue Nanchen didn't know what she was going to do. Seeing that she just glanced at him and didn't say anything, he became anxious and asked, "Tell me, how much do you want?"

Lan Shuiyao glanced at him coldly, crossed her legs, and spread her hands leisurely, "Do you think this girl only recognizes money?"

Yue Nanchen was stunned, not knowing what she meant.

"If you want me to treat you, the most important prerequisite is that I have to be happy. If I'm not happy, even if you give me the whole Nanyue, I still won't treat you!" Lan Shuiyao's voice was still sweet as always, flicking her hair from time to time, but her tone was unquestionable.

"You're kidding me!" Yue Nanchen shouted coldly, and suddenly took a step forward. He tried to grab her neck with his big hands, but she dodged and clamped his arms with her two jade-white legs. "Yuen Nanchen, if you don't want Dong Qing'er to die, then you should be obedient. I dare to assert that I am the only one in the world who can cure her!"

Of course, only she knows what she did!

Yue Nanchen's body stiffened, and a hint of sadness flashed across his eyes. He couldn't let Dong Qing'er die. This time, for the last time, he would just consider it as repaying her for the favor of giving him the clothes back then!

Seeing that Yue Nanchen didn't move, Lan Shuiyao lazily retracted her legs.

She didn't know why, but she felt very unhappy when she saw Yue Nanchen compromising for Dong Qing'er. Adding to the revenge of last night's shoulder injury, if she didn't take this opportunity to torture him, she would not be Lan Shuiyao!

"How on earth are you going to save her?"

"Then tell me, why do you want me to save her? If I remember correctly, she

It's Princess Changning, so the one who asked me should be Prince Changning, right?" Lan Shuiyao asked him back, propping up her little head.

Yue Nanchen paused, he looked back at the unconscious Dong Qing'er, lowered his voice and said: "I owe her this, I must pay it back!"

"Debt? Tell me about it!" Lan Shuiyao immediately acted like she was gossiping and pulled some grapes from the table, looking very interested.

Yue Nanchen suppressed the anger in his heart and simply recounted the story between him and Dong Qing'er.

Lan Shuiyao frowned more and more as she listened, and finally she couldn't help but threw all the grape skins and seeds on the ground with a loud bang.

"Yuan Nanchen, who are you kidding? What's the favor of a piece of clothing? The whole of Nanyue knows that you, Prince Yongnan, are obsessed with Princess Changning. She was sick, and you stayed by her bedside for three days and three nights. If I were Prince Changning, I would divorce my wife for having such an affair with a man, not to mention her own nephew!"

Yue Nanchen suddenly opened his eyes wide and shouted in a deep voice: "Lan Shuiyao, what do you know? That time, Qing'er had a fever and she thought I was the Prince of Changning. She grabbed my hand tightly and wouldn't let go. That's why I..."

Lan Shuiyao sneered, "Don't tell me that you, a grown man, can't break free. It's because you can't forget your old love for her that you were taken advantage of by someone with ulterior motives and ended up like this!"

Yue Nanchen was so angry that he was shaking all over. Was it his will that things would turn out like this? But he had no choice but to do this. If he followed his inner desires and reconciled with Qing'er, what would Nanyue be like now?

Seeing that Yue Nanchen was extremely angry, Lan Shuiyao chuckled twice, flicked her fingers, and flicked a grape to him. He caught it and then threw it away angrily.