Princess, she lied again

Chapter 77
"Ruan Cheng, go and have a look."

Lu Jin'an turned his head and gave instructions to Ruan Cheng.

"Yes, my lord."

Ruan Cheng led the order and walked out of the room, and came back a moment later to report.

"My lord, the thief was not caught."

Hearing this, Yun Shiyu sneered in his heart.

If Lu Jin'an hadn't doubted her, how could Ruan Cheng have been chased after her.

Yun Shiyu pursed her lips tightly, it seemed that Lu Jin'an had already suspected her.

"My lord, the concubine is fine, you don't have to worry about the concubine."

"Be careful yourself, so as not to be alone."

Lu Jin'an glanced at her and warned.

"Thank you for your concern, my concubine knows."

Yun Shiyu twitched the corners of his lips and looked at Lu Jin'an.

Lu Jin'an didn't stay long and left soon.

Yun Shiyu looked at the empty room, she closed her eyes, and leaned against the window with a bitter smile on her lips.

The original owner was so stupid, she obviously expected such an ending, but now, she actually felt unspeakably uncomfortable.

"Miss, the princess sent someone here."

Chun'er hurried into the house.

"Let her in."

A short time later, a woman was brought in.

"Slave maid greets the princess."

The woman knelt on the ground and kowtowed three times to Yun Shiyu.

Yun Shiyu was sitting in front of the dressing table, supporting her waist with one hand, and propping the other on the dressing table. She looked at the woman in the mirror and said slowly: "Your princess has been feeling a little weak recently. Please trouble Liu Mama to make a bowl of ginseng chicken soup and send it to Qiwuyuan."

"Yes, I will do my best."

"Well, thank you for your hard work."

Yun Shiyu's face was full of smiles, and Nanny Liu leaned over slightly, then retreated respectfully.

After Liu mama left, the smile on Yun Shiyu's face disappeared instantly.

"Chun'er, let's go to Qiwuyuan."

After Yun Shiyu finished speaking, he got up slowly, and walked out holding Chun'er's hand.

Living in Wuyuan.

Nanny Li brought over the ginseng chicken soup that Yun Shiyu wanted.

Yun Shiyu sat at the table, picked up a spoon to scoop up a spoonful of chicken soup, blew it, took a sip, and showed a disgusted expression on his face.

"This chicken soup tastes really weird, Madam Li, you should try it."

Nanny Li was stunned for a moment, took the spoon hesitantly and took a sip, her face turned livid, and she almost spat it out.

"Princess forgive me, this servant will go to the kitchen and cook a new bowl."

Nanny Li put down the spoon in her hand, turned around and walked to the kitchen.

Yun Shiyu looked at her leaving back, bent slightly, and the corner of his mouth raised a strange arc.

She picked up the spoon and continued to drink the chicken soup.

As soon as she brought the spoon to her lips, she saw a hand grasping her wrist.

"What are you doing!"

She widened her eyes and roared angrily.

"What the hell are you planning?" Lu Jin'an squeezed her wrist, stared at her coldly, with a gloomy and cold tone.

"My lord, how dare I do anything bad!"

Yun Shiyu blinked her beautiful eyes and spoke innocently.

Lu Jinan stared at her with deep and deep eyes.

He found that ever since he met Yun Shiyu on the street that day, he always felt that something was wrong every time he encountered Yun Shiyu, but he couldn't tell what was wrong for a while.

This annoyed him very much.

"Yun Shiyu, do you have any purpose?"

he asked looking into her eyes.

Yun Shiyu blinked, raised his hand and rubbed his forehead: "I have a headache."

Lu Jinan: "."

Seeing Lu Jin'an's uncertain appearance, Yun Shiyu curled the corners of his mouth, and sarcasm flashed in his eyes.

"My lord, since I'm not feeling well, you don't have to stay with me."

When Yun Shiyu spoke, his face was completely pale, as if he was really in severe pain.

Seeing her like this, Lu Jin'an felt guilty.

"Lie down quickly."

"The concubine is really fine, the prince should go to work first, the concubine wants to rest."

Looking at her pale face, Lu Jin'an opened his mouth, but finally said nothing.

"Let people go to the National Temple to pray for blessings tomorrow."

Lu Jin'an's legs have improved a lot, and walking normally is no longer a problem. He turned the jade-colored hand in his hand back and forth, and his eyes didn't know where to look.

One wave of ups and downs, another wave of ups and downs, always have to pray for peace every year.

(End of this chapter)