A Luo bowed to Ying Lu, and his humble appearance made Ying Lu feel embarrassed. "Prince A Luo, what are you doing?"

A Luo chuckled and said, "Sister Yinglu, I am sorry to bother you by living here. I don't know where the kitchen is. I am not a saint, and I am hungry..."

Before he could finish, Yinglu immediately walked aside and took the initiative to hand him her set of bowl and chopsticks. It was hard not to be moved by such a humble, polite and elegant man!

Shui Yao had no expression on her face, she just ate her breakfast straight away. She had important things to do today and didn't want to waste time with A Luo.

This was the scene Yue Nanchen saw when he strode into the dining room.

The two of them were sitting close together. Ah Luo was placing a piece of bamboo shoots considerately in Shui Yao's bowl. As he placed it, he smiled calmly and said, "I remember that in the past, your favorite dish was stir-fried bamboo shoots. You said it was light!"

Shui Yao ignored him, thinking that since A'Luo was the prince, he would have the nerve to behave himself. After a while, he became indifferent to her, so she left because she felt bored and just buried her head in eating. However, Yue Nanchen seemed to agree to this.

He coldly watched the interaction between the two, forcibly suppressing the anger in his heart, walked to the table, pulled over a chair and sat down, "My bowl and chopsticks!" The voice was loud and domineering, revealing the aura of a prince from head to toe!

Shui Yao raised her eyes lazily and glanced at Yinglu, who was running out to get the bowl and chopsticks, but stopped. She didn't have the courage to confront King Yongnan, so she had to stand behind her master and act like a turtle.

A Luo turned around and gave

Yue Nanchen gave a polite smile, but quickly turned around and started eating the rice in his bowl.

"Lan Shuiyao, did you hear me? You're not so stingy as to not even care about the food, are you?"

Yue Nanchen frowned fiercely and shouted in a cold voice, and placed his big hand secretly on the table. He thought to himself that if this woman ignored him again, he would overturn the table and no one would have to eat!

Lan Shuiyao didn't even raise her head, and said coldly, "If you overturn my table, I will kick Dong Qing'er out!"

Yue Nanchen was stunned and clenched his fists tightly. One day, he would teach this woman a lesson!

Forget about not giving him food, he can go eat outside, who cares! Just as he was about to turn around, he heard the woman speak coldly, "Yinglu, take him to the kitchen! After all, he is from the royal family, you should know that there are other rules between master and servant, right?"

Yue Nanchen's face flushed. He rushed forward, stood in front of Lan Shuiyao, pulled her up, pulled her delicate body towards him, and said sternly: "Lan Shuiyao, don't push your luck!"

Lan Shuiyao then laid on top of him, her hair gently brushing his face, and said with a charming smile: "If you can't stand it, you can leave. Nanyue belongs to the Yue family. Why do you have to endure my embarrassment?"

Yue Nanchen turned around to look at A'Luo who was sitting next to him, then thought about his plan, suddenly let go of Lan Shuiyao, and went to the kitchen without looking back.

The spirit tongue slowly licked the dry lips, coldly looking at the tall and strong figure of the man, Lan Shuiyao once again felt pity, the last time the Wanfu Inn happened, she thought this man was not simple

one.

But now, he was willing to suffer these humiliations for Dong Qing'er, which made her a little confused. Was he sincere or fake? Was Dong Qing'er really that important to him?

"Shui'er!" A Luo spoke softly, swaying his body and standing in front of her. He really didn't like Shui'er looking at other men.

The displeasure and possessiveness in the man's eyes made Shui Yao sigh again. It seemed that this matter had to be resolved quickly, otherwise this A Luo would stick to her all the time and she would have nothing to do!

"Eat by yourself, I'm done!" Shui Yao turned around and walked out, not forgetting to instruct before leaving, "Yinglu, take the dishes to the kitchen and have Yue Nanchen wash them. If he doesn't, tell Dong Qing'er to get out!"

Yinglu responded fearfully. The thought of letting the famous and murderous Prince Yongnan wash the dishes... Never mind, she should...

"If you want to wash for him, then get out of here with him. If you follow me, you have to be tough!" The woman's cold voice came again from afar, ruthlessly interrupting Yinglu's thoughts.

"Yes, Miss!" Yinglu answered loudly, legs together, eyes lowered, eyebrows lowered, "I promise to complete the task!"

When she turned her head and saw A Luo smiling at her, she couldn't help but feel shy again, and asked attentively: "Prince A Luo, do you need another meal?"

Ah Luo smiled and shook his head, then asked softly, "King Yongnan seems to be very afraid of Shui'er. I wonder if Sister Yinglu would be willing to tell me the reason?"

It's not good for Yinglu to be called sister by him all the time.

He immediately explained the whole story and pointed to the side room in the backyard.

"Look, that woman is lying there, with two maids beside her. She is clearly asking for help, but she is bossing them around. If the maids are like this, then the young lady must not be much better. I don't understand why the prince treats her so well!"

Ah Luo nodded and smiled calmly, "I see! Thank you, Sister Yinglu. I am full too. Please take away the bowl and chopsticks!"

Ying Lu immediately put them away neatly, laughing as she did so, "Look at you, Your Highness. Even a crown prince wouldn't be so arrogant. Dong Qing'er is just a little princess, yet she's so cocky!"

Ah Luo smiled carelessly, but his eyes slanted towards the backyard. As long as Dong Qing'er left, then the King of Yongnan would also leave, right? He had finally found Shui'er, and he would never allow anyone to destroy it!

In the private room of Lanshui Tower, Xiuru sat uneasily, twisting her handkerchief with both hands constantly, and occasionally stealing glances at the woman lying on the couch in front of her.

She was now finally sure that the woman in front of her could not be her daughter. The indifference and gloominess in those eyes were something Shui Yao would never have. Shui Yao would only accept it and never resist!

She leaned against the couch, supporting her head with one hand, letting her black hair fall.

"You still don't want to say it?" Her voice was sweet, but her tone was cold and indifferent. Lan Shuiyao slowly sat up and looked at Xiuru.

"Yao'er, what do you want me to say?" Xiuru tried her best to force a bitter smile.

She looked innocent. "Mother suffered so much with you in the Lan Mansion, hoping that you could marry into a good family. Now that you have got your wish, you treat mother like this, you..."

Lan Shuiyao frowned, knowing that Madam Lan was just pretending. She stepped forward, suddenly lifted Madam Lan's chin, and looked straight into her eyes.

Mrs. Lan hid, as if she couldn't bear to look her in the eye.

Yubai's fingers gently pinched Madam Lan's jaw, "Don't change the subject! You have come to test me time and time again. I believe you must have known in your heart that I am not the Lan Shuiyao of the past. I am not your daughter, so I naturally won't care about the mother-daughter relationship. If you don't tell the truth, you will end up in a miserable situation!"

Mrs. Lan looked at her in horror. She looked exactly like her daughter, so why was her personality so different? She had tried several times and it was not a disguise. What was going on?

She originally thought it was a side effect of the medicine, but now it seems that it is not the case at all. The current Lan Shuiyao is a skilled doctor and martial artist, and is not like her daughter at all!

"What do you want me to say? Yao'er, I know you resent your parents for giving you to Prince Yongnan as a concubine, but now it seems that your parents were not wrong in their choice. Everyone in Yuecheng knows that you have the prince's control completely. It is said that he is going to divorce the princess and concubine and make you his wife! Yao'er...ah!"

Mrs. Lan felt a sudden pain and dared not continue speaking. She raised her head slightly and struggled with her hands to take back her jaw, but she did not dare to do it.