Shui Yao leaned against the wall and tried to rest. She knew that the injury on her body was a minor matter. What was important was the contents of her stomach. Was it a poison? Was she also poisoned? No, she was always alert. How could she be poisoned?

Moreover, without the influence of the piano music, she felt that there was nothing strange in her stomach. Could it be... Shui Yao's eyes darkened, and she suddenly remembered the real reason why she once suspected Shui'er's marriage into the Yongnan Palace. Could it be...

Then these people should be from the Kingdom of Miro. Are they going to abandon Shui'er as a chess piece for the sake of A Luo?

Yue Nanchen quietly watched the woman's brows constantly relax and frown. His patience suddenly ran out. He rushed forward and picked up Lan Shuiyao sideways.

Being held in the man's arms, Shui Yao frowned, "Let me go!"

Yue Nanchen said nothing, but strode towards the Lanshui Medical Clinic.

Lan Shuiyao didn't have the strength to struggle anymore. She just raised her eyes coldly and looked at the man. The pale moon was like silver, and the man's handsome face was tightly tensed, as if he contained a kind of power that looked down on the world.

Curled up in his arms, smelling the faint scent of grass, Lan Shuiyao felt her eyelids become heavy. She didn't want to sleep, but finally fell into a deep sleep.

Yue Nanchen lowered his eyes and looked at the sleeping woman in his arms. He moved his fingers and unbuttoned her collar. On her originally round and fair shoulders, two shocking wounds continued to bleed. One was a new wound, and the other was an obvious tear from an old wound.

Yue Nanchen stood there in a daze. He carefully looked at Lan Shuiyao's beautiful face as she fell asleep. He could even smell the faint fragrance emanating from her body.

Fulu standing in front of the door

He kept looking around. When Yue Nanchen didn't return home these days, he always did this. He would wait until very late, and only when he was sure that the master would not come back would he ask the servants to close the door.

Seeing Yue Nanchen rushing towards him from afar, Fulu blinked at first, unable to believe it, but soon he went up to him. When he saw the woman in Qingye's arms, he let out a soft cry.

Yue Nanchen ignored him and walked straight into the palace with quick and steady steps.

Fulu stood there blankly, as if he had finally come to his senses. Joy immediately showed on his face. He immediately ordered the servants to close the door, and then hurriedly followed to see if the master needed anything.

Maybe it was because of the poison in her body that Shui Yao slept very deeply during the journey, and she didn't even wake up when Yue Nanchen put her in bed. Thinking of the alert look of women in normal times, Yue Nanchen frowned, he knew that Shui Yao's deep sleep was not a good sign.

Fulu had been waiting outside the door. When he saw the door open, he immediately went to greet it and called out in a low voice, "Master!"

"Go to the study and get some medicine, some clean cloth, and hot water!" Yue Nanchen stood at the door with a tall figure, his face expressionless.

"Yes!" Fulu responded quickly and trotted away. Yue Nanchen paused slightly outside the door, then went into the room and closed the door casually.

Under the candlelight, the woman slept soundly.

Although he suspected that she was Red Rose, when his suspicion was confirmed, Yue Nanchen couldn't believe it. If she was really the Red Rose with superb martial arts skills, how could she be kicked off the bed by him without resisting?

If she was really Red Rose, with her stubborn character, how could she be willing to enter the palace as a concubine?

Almost all the changes started when she sneaked into his room, Blue Water Yao, Red Rose...

Yue Nanchen found his heart suddenly confused, and he suddenly understood Yue Nanxuan's real purpose. If he guessed correctly, Yue Nanxuan should have discovered Lan Shuiyao's identity before him. Thinking of Yue Nanxuan's past love for Red Rose, Yue Nanchen stood in front of the bed in a daze, his throat seemed to be strangled, and his whole body suddenly became cold and desolate.

There was only one thought in his mind that kept spreading. Could he really tolerate Lan Shuiyao becoming his sister-in-law? When he thought of this, Yue Nanchen's heart shrank tightly, as if everything three years ago was repeating history.

Someone knocked on the door, and he suddenly turned around and opened the door.

Fulu was standing outside the door, holding a tray of hot water in his hand and a towel on his shoulder. On the ground outside the door were more than a dozen bottles of medicine, which were all healing medicines tributed by the Kingdom of Miro.

"Master..." Fulu was about to take a look, but he saw Yue Nanchen's face was cold and his eyes were chilly, which made him feel uneasy, wondering what he had done wrong.

"Just put these at the door!" There was a faint gleam in Yue Nanchen's icy black eyes. He closed the door and went straight to the study.

"Master..." Fulu was stunned. He looked at the hot water in the basin and had to resign himself to putting it at the door. He thought that Master would personally help Madam apply the medicine, but now it seems that he was overthinking. He sighed, shook his head, and walked away.

In the bedroom, Yue Nanchen sat stiffly. He had spent the past twenty years only for Nanyue. If he found out that Lan Shuiyao was Red Rose, shouldn't he arrest her?

Just like Brother San said

He wanted to capture Red Rose and lock her up in the palace for the rest of her life. But what was the pain in his heart that felt like a knife twisting his heart like a knife? Was it the sound of a broken heart? Or was it the struggle of pain and contradiction?

Thinking back to when he had vowed so confidently to catch Lan Shuiyao's tail, but when he actually caught her, he let her go. He lost the bet between him and Lan Shuiyao, and this time he was willing to admit defeat!

Just because... Yue Nanchen's eyes darkened, and he curled the corners of his lips bitterly. Not wanting to think about it anymore, he just lay down on the bed, closed his eyes and went to sleep.

I have never had such a good sleep!

Lan Shuiyao opened her eyes, and when the once familiar layout came into view, she sat up abruptly. Because she stood up too quickly, her wound was torn. She groaned, but did not care. She just tried hard to think about what happened last night.

She remembered that she seemed to have fallen asleep in Yue Nanchen's arms... How could it be possible! Not to mention that she was always alert, especially in Yue Nanchen's arms, how could she fall asleep!

But looking around the room, this was her room in the Prince of Yongnan's Mansion, and she had no recollection of how she got here. She suddenly touched the wound on her shoulder, and the sudden pain made her frown tightly. She quickly got down from the ground, opened the door, and the medicine bottle and the cold water placed outside the door came into view.

Thinking about the year since she came to this ancient place, this courtyard can be regarded as a place for her to stay, and she has been entangled with Yue Nanchen for a whole year. The medicine bottle and water were placed outside the door. He should want to help her bandage it, right?

Why did he stop again? He wanted to know if she was the red rose, and last night was such a good opportunity.

? Or...he already knew?

Lan Shuiyao couldn't figure it out, so she stopped thinking about it. As long as she was still alive, everything could be solved!

She brought all the things in. The most urgent thing now was to bandage the wound to avoid infection. The ancient times were different from the modern times. There was no specific medicine for infection. What's more, she might have been poisoned by a Gu. Her weak body could not withstand the torture.

After treating the wound on her shoulder first, Lan Shuiyao took a breath, looked at her tattered clothes, stretched her arms, and felt the wound on her back.

Frowning, he slowly pulled his clothes down to his belly, raised his arms and tried a few times, but still couldn't reach it. At this moment, the door suddenly opened.

Yue Nanchen was standing at the door. He was wearing a crimson-purple robe with delicate patterns, a belt of the same color, and a silver shirt. His eyebrows were like frost, and his eyes were like stars. He lacked the usual hostility and murderous intent, and was unusually calm and indifferent.

He raised his eyes and quickly closed the door when he saw the scene in the room. He frowned and looked at the half-naked woman sitting on the bed. She looked at him quietly, without any concealment, and was calm and composed.

Yue Nanchen only felt his throat dry, but he couldn't take his eyes away from that whiteness. He saw a drop of water sliding down the woman's slender neck.

Her eyes trembled, and Yue Nanchen finally looked away, a look of embarrassment appeared on his face, as if he was the one being looked at... A raging rage suddenly rose in his heart. Why didn't this woman lock the door?

Moreover, when she saw him come in, she was still so calm, without any covering or even any shyness. Is she a woman?