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Chapter 48
"Princess, I've taken some medicine."

Yin Ling brought the medicinal soup, sat beside Yuanying's bed, scooped it up with a spoon, and blew it around his mouth.

"I, what I can drink by myself..."

Yuanying's eyelashes fluttered a few times, her eyes flickered, she didn't know what she was escaping, but the base of her ears was stained red.

"what?"

Seeing her like this, Yin Ling stretched out his hand naturally, and touched Yuan Ying's neck that was as smooth as silk and white as suet, "The fever is gone, why is it still so red?"

As soon as these words came out, Yuan Ying's face became even redder.

Although there was an element of shyness, more people were frightened by Yin Ling's sudden gentleness.

"Young Master...Actually, you don't need to do this, I'm already...I'm not angry anymore."

Yuan Ying took a deep breath, trying to calm down her mind.

But every time I think of what Putao said to me not long ago, I can't calm down the strange feeling in my heart.

What's more, Yin Ling's handsome face like a crown jade is so close to him at this moment, how can anyone resist it?
"Why not angry?"

Yin Ling was stunned, then thought of something, and smiled, "What are you thinking, who cares whether you are angry or not? If you are sick, you have to recuperate. How can there be any reason for letting the patient take medicine by himself? Now, you have to have a good rest."

While speaking, the spoon was already delivered to Yuanying's mouth.

Yuan Ying really wanted to insist on refusing again, but her red lips couldn't help but greet her.

The medicinal soup is lukewarm, bitter and sweet.

Yin Lin blew on the spoon carefully to cool down the medicinal soup in the spoon.

Yuan Ying was staring at him at this moment, and had forgotten to move away.

"Young master...has he taken care of others like this before?" Yuan Ying asked suddenly after taking a sip.

"No."

Yin Ling said lightly, the action of blowing the medicine was not slow at all.

Yuanying has yet to ask.

Yin Ling suddenly said again: "It's just that I was sick before and no one was around, so I can only take care of myself."

Yuan Ying's phoenix eyes moved slightly upon hearing this.

"Then... what about the new Lord Chuan and Mrs. Chuan?" She asked.

"My mother, Mrs. Wen, died young. Mrs. Chuan is my aunt in name, but she has her own child. Lord Chuan...he is very busy."

He is very busy.

Listening to the man's tone, Yuan Ying seemed to be talking about a trivial matter that had nothing to do with her, but for some reason, she heard it in her ears, and her heart turned sour.

"So... the young master has taken care of himself since he was a child?"

"Well, Xing Ning was still young at that time, and I couldn't bear to make her so tired. Sometimes when she was sick, I would take care of her, but she was in good health and rarely got sick."

While talking, Yin Ling brought another spoonful to his mouth.

Soon, a bowl of medicinal soup bottomed out.

Yuanying didn't expect that she, who didn't like to drink medicine the most, could finish a bowl of medicinal soup.

At this moment, Yin Ling opened a paper package that he didn't know where it came from, squeezed a preserved apricot, and brought it to Yuan Ying's mouth.

"Eat one of these, and you won't be bitter."

Yin Ling looked at her and smiled slightly, "I used to eat it when I was young."

Yuan Ying seemed to be controlled by the words of the man in front of her. Hearing his soft words, her ears softened. Seeing his smile like a spring breeze, all the messy thoughts in her heart were swept away.

She didn't know why she was so obedient, her red lips opened slightly, and a preserved apricot entered her mouth.

Sweet to my heart.

She looked at the man in front of her with inexplicable distress and regret in her heart.

Yuanying, Yuanying, he has such a difficult life, but he still knows how to endure and never forget his original intention. Although you have been strictly required since you were a child, when did your parents not greet you?

You treat him like this, ignore the marriage contract, he tolerates you, he still stays with you when you are sick, you...

How can He De? !

Feelings surged like a tide, Yuanying's mind was hard to hold on, and a pair of beautiful phoenix eyes actually shone with a glimmer of light.

"What's wrong? Is it uncomfortable?" Yin Ling's eyes revealed a worried expression.

"No." Yuan Ying smiled and shook her head.

She took a deep breath and tried to get herself back to normal, but...

It's hard.

Until Yin Ling said with a smile: "If it's better in the afternoon, I'll take you to a place."

"Where are you going?" In her heart, there was an expectation that she had never had before.

"You'll know then."

Yin Ling said with a smile, and helped her tuck the cup, with a little pampering on her handsome face, "You, I'm just too tired, I told you, there's no need to be so anxious, if you want to leave, I can find a way for you to get peace..."

"I'm not in a hurry...not in a hurry." Yuanying smiled hastily.

She didn't even realize that now, she doesn't seem to want to hear the word "heli" anymore.

"Then... have a good sleep."

"Ah."

She took a deep breath and gently closed her eyes.

I thought in my heart: "It's not bad to live like this..."

……

evening.

Yuan Ying wakes up after a nap, and Yin Ling sees that she is in good spirits, so he takes her out.

"The place you mentioned... is here?"

Looking at the crowded and noisy Nancheng Night Market in front of her, Yuan Ying felt that her ears and eyes were noisy, and she was not used to it for a while.

"That's right." Yin Ling smiled happily, and led Yuan Ying into the night market.

For a moment, many eyes looked at them in unison.

"Here comes the host."

"My boss came early today."

"Boss, can you eat at my place today?"

"Boss, it's newly baked, try it?"

"..."

When everyone saw Yin Ling, they were all very enthusiastic. The happiness on their faces seemed incompatible with their bodies covered in oily smoke and sweat stains.

But everything is so reasonable.

Yin Ling also responded to them with a smile, and sometimes he would scold them with a smile, so down-to-earth, he didn't look like the eighth young master of Xinchuan Palace, but like a native of this place.

Yuan Ying looked at him twice more, and the curiosity in her heart was almost overwhelmed.

Yin Ling pulled her to Uncle Zhang's booth, and shouted, "Uncle Zhang, two wontons! One as usual."

"Okay!" Uncle Zhang responded readily.

Yin Ling turned around and smiled at Yuanying: "You didn't eat the wonton last time, it might be cold, this time let's have the first bite of freshly baked wontons!"

"you you you……"

Yuanying's eyes widened, "How do you know me..."

At this point, she couldn't speak anymore, so she couldn't help but lower her head.

Guilt, shyness, surprise, curiosity... all kinds of thoughts are fighting in my mind.

"Oh, that time when I saw the grapes sneaking in the garden with a crock pot, I thought it might be cold, and you don't like to eat them." Yin Ling said naturally.

Yuanying: "..."

This grape!

Next time I will hit her on the palm.

While talking, several merchants in the night market brought delicacies from their stalls one after another, and soon a table was filled to the brim.

Taking advantage of this moment, Yuan Ying also breathed a sigh of relief, otherwise she really didn't know how to answer Yin Ling's words.

(End of this chapter)