"Put on your clothes!" Yue Nanchen said coldly. The anger in his heart came for no reason, but it kept surging in his heart.

Lan Shuiyao calmly placed the towel in the basin and said, "I'm cleaning the wound. How can I wash it while wearing it? Besides, it's not like you haven't seen my body before!" Her calm tone seemed to be blaming Yue Nanchen for making a fuss.

Yue Nanchen felt his blood boiling. Was she talking about the time when she asked her to sleep with him? She deliberately put a lot of powder on her face, and as soon as she entered the room, she wanted to vomit at him with all her mouth, making him want to vomit when he saw a woman for several months!

"Lan Shuiyao!" Yue Nanchen snorted coldly. If that's the case, then he won't be polite!

He raised his eyelids and was about to appreciate it carefully, but everything in front of him went dark, and a wet towel was suddenly stuck to his face. He could not see anything in front of him, and then he heard the woman say, "I can't reach the wound at the back, please help me apply the medicine!"

There was a graceful back facing him, but there was a long wound on the fair back, which was curled up in dark red and was a bit shocking at first glance.

Holding the towel tightly in his hand, Yue Nanchen became more and more angry. He did not expect the wound to be so deep. He really let those people off too easily last night. He should chop them into eighteen pieces to vent his anger.

What made him even angrier was that from her tone, it seemed that she didn't care. Didn't she know that the injury would leave a scar?

Is she a woman?!

After being stunned for a moment, Yue Nanchen suppressed the anger in his heart and walked behind her. He felt dry mouth again, and the hand holding the towel trembled slightly.

He forced himself

She moved her eyes away and gently wiped the redness and swelling around the wound with a wet towel. With each wipe, the woman's body tensed up a little, but she didn't utter a sound.

After wiping it clean, he took the ointment, dug it out with his fingers, and gently applied it along the wound. Feeling the firmness of the woman's skin, the darkness in Yue Nanchen's eyes became thicker and thicker, so thick that it seemed impossible to dissolve...

"Is it done?" Lan Shuiyao shouted impatiently. It seemed like he had applied too much!

His fingers froze, and Yue Nanchen found that he had been distracted. He turned his head away, unable to hide the embarrassment on his face. Fortunately, the woman had her back to him, otherwise... "Why are you in such a hurry? Don't you know how deep the wound is?"

He scolded coldly to hide his feelings, then applied the entire bottle of medicine on her back and turned around quickly.

Slowly pulling up her clothes, Lan Shuiyao felt the pain from the wound. However, these medicines were good medicines, no worse than Yunnan Baiyao. After a while, the burning sensation disappeared and it felt cool and very comfortable.

She slowly covered her clothes, turned around, and looked at Yue Nanchen, "I actually fell asleep last night. Did you do anything improper while I was asleep, such as checking the wound on my shoulder?"

Yue Nanchen had his back to her. After hearing what she said, he turned around coldly, using anger to hide his feelings, "Do you think I'm that kind? Bringing you back is already my limit. I'm not interested in knowing how badly you're injured!"

Raising her eyebrows, Lan Shuiyao didn't believe it. "Really? I'm not being sentimental and saying that you care about me, but didn't you always want to see if there was a wound on my shoulder? You didn't even check it last night when you had such a good opportunity?"

Facing the woman's teasing, Yue Nanchen only felt

His face turned red, then pale, and finally his eyes darkened, "Yes, I want to see the wound on your shoulder, but I, Yue Nanchen, have always been upright in my actions, so if you want to see it, you should do it now!"

He said, grabbing her shoulders.

The body quickly dodged backwards, and Lan Shuiyao half-lay on the bed, supporting her head with one hand, squinting her eyes, and said in a sweet voice: "I really didn't realize that the murderous Prince Yongnan is also a modest gentleman!"

Facing Lan Shuiyao's sarcasm, Yue Nanchen felt nauseous in his heart. If he had known this would happen, he would have exposed the identity of this woman last night to see if she could still be so calm now!

Yue Nanchen pulled his arm back coldly and snorted, "Lan Shuiyao, your shoulder is injured now. Even if I see it, you will deny it. Just wait for the day when I take off your mask myself!"

Withdrawing her legs gracefully, Lan Shuiyao lay on her side and smiled charmingly, "Okay, I'll be waiting for that day! But I've always been clear about gratitude and resentment. This time you saved me, so we'll write off our past. I'll cure Dong Qing'er's illness, and you don't have to be a slave at Lan Shui Clinic. Are you satisfied with this deal?"

"Don't you want to know the origins of those people last night? And you have been poisoned!" Yue Nanchen looked at her strangely. She really had a clear distinction between gratitude and resentment. She had made things so difficult for him before, but now she was so generous, and she didn't seem to worry about the poison in her body.

"I've said it before, good people are blessed by heaven. Even though it was dangerous yesterday, I didn't die. This little bit of poison is nothing. Your Highness, please don't worry about it!"

She sat up and glanced at him lazily, "Just wait here for your Dong Qing'er to come back alive and kicking! No need to see me off, I know the way!" She

Get up and walk out.

"Wait!" Yue Nanchen called her.

"What are you doing again?" Lan Shuiyao looked back impatiently. She was very annoyed now. Don't provoke her!

Yue Nanchen took off his coat and put it on her, "Your clothes are torn!"

Lan Shuiyao lowered her eyes and sneered, "Thank you very much, I won't return the clothes, just consider it as the meal money for the next few days!"

"Meal money? I wash dishes, chop firewood, and stand guard in exchange, okay?" Yue Nanchen muttered to himself, watching the woman gradually walk away.

Dong Qing'er is about to wake up, so his plan has to be implemented. This is the last chance. No matter how many people don't understand, he will insist on catching Yue Chengning in one fell swoop.

Wildfires cannot be extinguished, they will spring up again with the spring breeze!

As soon as she walked out of the palace gate, Lan Shuiyao put away the charming smile on her face. She gently placed her hand on her abdomen, feeling the peristalsis of her stomach and intestines. No wonder she had not noticed it before. It seemed that the poison would only take effect when the masked woman played the piano.

When it wasn't acting up, she couldn't see anything unusual. Now it seemed that she was even more certain of her judgment last night that this incident must be related to A Luo!

She waved her hand and called for a sedan chair. Shui Yao sat in it and slowly closed her eyes. Now the first thing she had to do was to wake up Dong Qing'er and get rid of that annoying woman. Only then would she have enough energy to get rid of the poison in her body!

If her guess was correct, A Luo must not be in the Lanshui Clinic now, and it is also possible that the emperor and queen of Miro Kingdom also know about this matter, otherwise the chess pieces they carefully arranged would not be removed so easily.

"Miss, we're here!" the sedan bearer reminded her softly.

Shuiyao got off the sedan chair and gave the four bearers some tips. Then she saw Yinglu anxiously wandering in front of the clinic.

He immediately went up to her and said, "Miss, you're back. I..." Before she could finish her words, Yinglu burst into tears, "I was so worried!"

Shui Yao was stunned. She didn't expect Yinglu to express her true feelings. Her heart warmed and she chuckled, "Silly Yinglu, I'm back now, aren't I? What are you worried about? Didn't I often stay out all night before?"

Yinglu wiped away a tear, "This time is different. I heard that many people died on Qianmen Street last night. Some people said they saw them besieging the young lady. You didn't come home all night, and I..."

Shui Yao patted her shoulder and said, "Okay, it doesn't matter. They can't kill me!"

Yinglu was stunned, "So, that person last night was really a lady? Miss, why are you wearing men's clothes, you..." As soon as she took off the silver-white clothes, revealing the tattered clothes underneath, Yinglu's tears fell even more heavily, and she sobbed uncontrollably.

"It's okay, it's just a superficial wound!" Shui Yao shouted in a low voice, her face turned cold. Yinglu didn't dare to cry anymore, but just sobbed.

"Is A Luo still in the clinic?" Shui Yao asked as she walked inside.

Yinglu quickly shook her head, "Prince A Luo also did not return home last night, otherwise Yinglu would have someone to discuss this with..."

Before Yinglu finished her words, Xiaoyu came running over from the backyard, shouting, "Miss Lan, please go check on our young lady. She's dying!"

Shuiyao's eyes darkened, and she turned to look at Yinglu, who shook her head, indicating that she didn't know either. Shuiyao quickly used her Qinggong to fly to the backyard.

In the room in the backyard, Dong Qing'er was no longer breathing. Her lips and nails were black, obviously poisoned. Another maid, Xiaojuan, was lying on her crying.