The guards dared not peek into Su Ruojin's room. If the prince hadn't come out himself, they would never have guessed that he had been staying in Doctor Su's room for so long.
They were also thinking of reporting to the prince that recently this man named Fengying had been frequently entering and leaving Doctor Su's room.
What does it mean to have the darkest spot under the lamp? This is what it means to have the darkest spot under the lamp!
What happened to the strict separation of men and women, and the prohibition against physical contact between them?
An Yi's gaze towards Su Ruojin changed; after all, his lord was never interested in women.
An Er was so shocked he almost cried out, but An Yi covered his mouth tightly.
An Er blinked frantically, signaling An Yi to let go. Who covers the mouth and nose at the same time? He was about to be suffocated.
After An Yi let go, An Er gasped for breath and whispered, "The boss and a few brothers have been searching for the prince everywhere. Little did they know that the prince was right under their noses. I'll go and tell the boss to come back right now."
After saying that, An Er turned to climb down the tree, but An Yi stopped him: "Wait."
An Er asked suspiciously, "What's wrong?"
"You said the prince has been at the clinic for so long, why hasn't he contacted us?" An Yi said.
With the prince's abilities, knowing that these secret guards were nearby, contacting them would be an easy task.
"Of course, it's obvious that the prince is injured and can't move," An Er blurted out.
Seeing the prince walking slowly, and recalling Feng Ying's recent habit of carrying ointment in and out of Doctor Su's room, if he still couldn't guess that the prince was injured, he would be a fool.
An Yi coaxed him gently: "Even if the prince is injured, do you think he would need to wait until now to contact us?"
An Er's mind was a little foggy: "Perhaps His Highness has forgotten?"
An Yi rolled her eyes at him: "Forget my foot! The prince obviously doesn't want us to get involved in this. We'll just pretend we don't know anything. We'll talk about it when the prince contacts us."
“But the boss is still outside…” An Er wanted to say something, but was interrupted by An Yi.
"Is it more important to call the boss back, or to let the prince find out about our meddling? You choose."
An Er didn't realize for a moment how calling the boss back was considered meddling.
However, you can't go wrong by listening to An Yi. An Yi is the smartest among all the secret guards.
Boss, don't blame us for being disloyal. Blame the prince instead.
Su Ruojin then arrived at the backyard and saw Jiang Qi'an walking around. She smiled slightly and said, "He seems to be recovering quite well."
"It's because Dr. Su's medical skills are so good." Jiang Qi'an turned to look at the little girl.
Today, she wore a light pink brocade dress with peony patterns embroidered on the skirt. The petals were layered and swayed gently with her steps. A matching silk sash hung at her waist, making her look graceful yet playful.
A simple pink hairpin adorns her delicate, updo, perfectly complementing her outfit.
Her fair face had eyebrows like a crescent moon, eyes like sparkling stars, and a light lip color like a cherry blossom blooming on her lips.
Seeing this young girl, Jiang Qi'an felt as if a gentle feather had brushed against his heart, and he couldn't bear to look away for even a moment.
"Let's go, let me take your pulse." Su Ruojin walked into the room first.
The little girl's slightly cool fingers rested on his wrist, and Jiang Qi'an felt his wrist burning, the heat spreading from his wrist to his heart.
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