Before she could finish speaking, Lü Jingliang slowly approached her, his eyes fixed on her fair and delicate face, a faint smile playing on his lips, and said, "I want you to do a good job so I can win your heart again."
I don't know if she misunderstood.
Jiang Yuetong blushed, then looked up at him with a smile, saying, "Then you'd better work hard. My heart isn't so easily captured."
Lu Jingliang lowered his gaze and said meaningfully, "Alright, I'll listen to Madam."
After Jiang Yuetong finished the herbal soup he handed her, she finally couldn't help but say, "I'm not sick, can you please stop making these herbal soups in the future?"
It almost killed her with suffering.
If it weren't for the expensive herbs, even if Lu Jingliang brewed it himself, she wouldn't have been able to stomach it.
This was the worst-tasting thing he had ever made.
Without hesitation, Lü Jingliang said, "No."
Seeing Jiang Yuetong turn her head away and snort coldly, ignoring him, Lü Jingliang explained, "This herbal medicine will help your injury, and of course it has some other effects, but for the sake of your injury, the medicine cannot be stopped."
Jiang Yuetong knew he meant well, but the medicine was so bitter that she already had a phobia of it.
"Once I'm healed, I will never get hurt again so easily."
In this way, she wouldn't need to drink the herbal medicine.
Lu Jingliang reached out and gently rubbed her head, his deep voice slowly saying, "It won't happen again."
I won't let you get hurt again.
The two stared at each other for a few seconds without saying a word.
After an unknown amount of time, Jiang Yuetong broke the silence and said, "I need to find Li Qingrong. Carry me on your back."
Lu Jingliang squatted down in front of her and bent over slightly. When Jiang Yuetong climbed up and wrapped her arms around his neck, Lu Jingliang held her thighs and got up to walk outside.
Jiang Yuetong clung to his back as if she had no bones.
"Sorry, I'll be gentler next time."
It would have been better if she hadn't mentioned it, because the mere mention of it made Jiang Yuetong angry. She said in a slightly angry voice, "Don't even think about next time. You won't have another chance."
Lü Jingliang: "..."
Well, whether he gets the chance or not is up to him.
Lu Jingliang went downstairs to pay Shi Ling, then carried Jiang Yuetong in the direction she had indicated. Because Jiang Yuetong and Li Qingrong had a contract, they could naturally sense her location.
As they walked, their actions and striking appearances attracted countless glances on the bustling streets.
Jiang Yuetong has never been afraid of being watched, because her identity makes her stand out wherever she goes.
But at this moment, she blushed inexplicably and just wanted to lower her head so that no one she knew could see her.
In contrast, Lü Jingliang appeared completely calm.
Jiang Yuetong buried her face in his back, genuinely regretting having Lu Jingliang carry her.
Shortly after they left, the group in the teahouse slowly withdrew their gaze.
An elderly man with a kind face stroked his beard, glanced at the young man beside him, and said in a gentle tone, "Fifth Prince, that is indeed the Lord of Huanhai Prefecture. You must not lay a hand on the Seventh Prince again."
Jiang Yuetong, the Lord of Huanhai Prefecture, is Nangong Yihong's only disciple. She has the support of the entire three prefectures, and the Demon Clan cannot afford to offend her now.
The fifth prince of the demon race crushed the teacup in his hand, a fierce glint flashing in his eyes.
He gritted his teeth and said, "They're all a bunch of useless trash. I should have sent more people over there back then. He wouldn't have fled to the Eastern Region and gotten involved with the Lord of Huanhai Prefecture."
One of the subordinates who attempted to assassinate Lu Jingliang didn't rush over because he needed to relieve himself.
When he finished dealing with the situation and rushed over, he found that his brothers had been killed in one blow.
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