On the wedding night, Concubine Doctor took two cute treasures and blew up the palace

Chapter 1377 He Knows
The evening clouds gradually receded in the sky, and the blood-like setting sun shed its light into the palace of Jin Chonglin, adding a bit of strangeness and heaviness.

Qin Yinyuan didn't ask anyone to invite Nan Wanyan and went to her room on his own.

At that time, Nan Wanyan was leaning in front of the window in a daze, still thinking about the specific strategies to leave. Seeing him coming uninvited, with a harmless smile on his face, for some reason, the alarm bell rang in his heart.

She raised her eyebrows and asked in surprise, "Why did the prince come in person?"

Qin Yinyuan looked at her with a smile, a shuddering edge flashing through his slender fox eyes.

"As a guest, Miss Meng, why should I let you run around? I just came to find you myself."

"The night before yesterday, my arm was slightly bruised. How about Miss Meng taking a look at it and giving me some medicine for dinner later?"

Qin Yinyuan had already come in person, so Nan Wanyan naturally had no reason to refuse. She smiled slightly and said, "I listen to the prince."

She turned around to get the medicine box, and was watched by the man's intense gaze, trying not to reveal any flaws.

When he turned around again, Qin Yinyuan had already consciously lifted up his sleeves, revealing his fair but strong arms.

The man looked at her with a smile, not shying away from the etiquette between men and women, "Miss Meng, please."

Nan Wanyan bravely went to sit next to him, and found wound medicine and silver needles from the medicine box.

Her plain white fingers lightly touched Qin Yinyuan's arm, gently rubbing the tendons at his elbow, and found that there were indeed traces of contusion.

But it doesn’t seem to be left behind the night before, more like, just now...

Nan Wanyan remained calm and her red lips pursed slightly.

"Your Majesty has indeed hurt his muscles and veins, but it's not a big problem. I will give you an ointment. Apply it twice a day for the next three days and it will heal."

As she spoke, she dipped her cold fingertips into the ointment and wiped it on Qin Yinyuan's skin.

Qin Yinyuan stared at her narrowly, feeling the warmth on his skin, and his throat felt inexplicably uncomfortable as if coals had rolled over it.

He curled his lips with a half-smile, grabbed her delicate wrist, pressed hard on the bruised area, and said in a faint tone, "Miss Meng, don't be so careful, I won't feel any pain."

Nan Wanyan was frightened, with a look of panic on her face, "If you use such force, I'm afraid it will hurt the prince's arm a second time. Please don't move it."

"Really?" Qin Yinyuan's eyes were like split darkness, making people shudder.

Nan Wanyan felt uncomfortable inexplicably and lowered her head to avoid his gaze, but the man lifted her chin and forced her to look at him.

"There is something that I have wanted to say a long time ago."

Nan Wanyan pretended to be calm and smiled softly, "What does the prince want to say?"

Qin Yinyuan's eyes were slightly cold, "When I was in Daxia, I was an old acquaintance with Princess Minghuang of Daxia. Although we didn't get along day and night, we often came and went and we knew each other very well."

"In the past, if I was injured, Princess Minghuang would help me apply medicine. She has excellent medical skills, but her method of treating people is extremely special every time, and she can always be unexpected."

So why did he suddenly mention "Nanwanyan"?
He had rarely mentioned her own in front of her before.

Nan Wanyan felt tense and her heart was beating fast.

"Doctors all have their own habits and preferences. Maybe the princess is studying under someone special, so that's why she is like this. My daughter's medical skills are mediocre, she only knows simple acupuncture and nothing else."

Qin Yinyuan smiled meaningfully, "Your medical skills are indeed no different from those of Taiyuan Hospital, but I am very curious, do all doctors have the same hands?"

Nan Wanyan was stunned and asked subconsciously, "What does the prince mean by this?"

Qin Yinyuan lowered his eyes and stared at her snow-white and delicate hands, indicating something.

"I always feel that the touch of Miss Meng's fingers is exactly the same as that of Princess Minghuang. Even the intensity with which I apply the medicine cannot be found to be any different."

"So I am curious, do you women who are doctors have the same hands and the same way of treating people?"

How can human hands look the same!
Nan Wanyan glanced at her hands and then at him, feeling suddenly stirred up in her heart.

Cheng Shuyuan clearly knew who she was, and now he was asking questions so knowingly. Could it be that he didn't want to play games anymore and wanted to force her to admit her identity?
She felt uneasy, "I don't know what Princess Minghuang is like, but my hands have been pampered by my parents since she was a child. Her fingers are not touched by spring water, so they feel better." "I want to say something. The special maintenance may be due to exposure to too many herbs in daily life, and it may not be nourishing invisibly. I think the same is true for the Princess Minghuang mentioned by the prince."

Qin Yinyuan half-squinted his eyes, and his sharp gaze seemed to have seen through Nan Wanyan.

He raised his lips and smiled brightly, but stopped asking, as if he really believed her words, "Maybe."

Nan Wanyan lowered his head, quickly helped him finish the medicine, and took the opportunity to sit aside.

The two chatted for a while, and finally when it was time to have dinner, Nan Wanyan arrived in the main hall and was completely dumbfounded.

The dishes on the table today are all her favorites, and even the soup is the kind she often drank in Daxia.

Nan Wanyan's heart sank and she glanced at Qin Yinyuan subconsciously.

Qin Yinyuan looked at her without changing his expression, and the smile in his dark eyes became more and more eye-catching.

He thoughtfully helped her pick up the vegetables and serve the soup, but the atmosphere was extremely depressing.

"Why don't you eat Miss Meng? Aren't these dishes your favorite?"

Nan Wanyan clenched her delicate fingers and smiled calmly.

"My lord, I am afraid that I have remembered it incorrectly. There are some dishes that my daughter does not normally eat."

"You can't be wrong, I have always remembered your preferences, and I remember them clearly." Qin Yinyuan said to himself, and took a piece of "Meng Qianqian" that he didn't like to eat, but Nan Wanyan's favorite grilled fish was put into her bowl "In the past, didn't Miss Meng like to eat this?"

His burning gaze burned her face, and Nan Wanyan pursed her lips tightly, feeling on pins and needles as she looked at the fish in the bowl.

Cheng Shuyuan was so aggressive from the beginning. It was really difficult for Cheng Shuyuan to deal with him today. Did Gu Mohan just irritate him?
The look in her eyes was complex, but she was also very calm. She frowned lightly, "My daughter has never been able to eat fish. She will get a red rash when she eats it."

With that said, she felt that it was not suitable to stay here for a long time, so she stood up gracefully, "My daughter thinks that the prince is tired today, so why not have dinner together another day? My daughter will go back to the room first."

As soon as Nan Wanyan walked to the door, several guards appeared and stopped her expressionlessly.

She clenched the fists hidden in her sleeves, and looked back to see Qin Yinyuan looking at her with a chin on his face, his smile obviously gentle, but it still gave off a full sense of oppression.

"Miss Meng, don't leave in a hurry. Today's meal is specially prepared for you by me."

He wanted to see how long Nan Wanyan could persist.

It was obvious that he knew her identity, but she was still pretending to be at peace with her, which was very interesting.

Nan Wanyan didn't dare to look at Qin Yinyuan. She always felt that if she took one more look, he would strip her naked and expose everything.

And now, she was almost certain that this guy was going to have a showdown...

She had no choice but to sit back and meet Qin Yinyuan's dangerous and powerful gaze. She still remained calm and said, "Yes."

Qin Yinyuan smiled even more, his slender fox eyes suddenly narrowed, and he pushed the filled yam soup in front of her.

"If you are not hungry, you can drink some soup to warm yourself up first. I remember that Miss Meng can eat yams, right?"

Meng Qianqian can, but after Nan Wanyan gives birth to her child, she can no longer touch yams.

Everyone in the Daxia royal family knows this.

But now Cheng Shuyuan obviously wants to test her. Before he completely breaks the window paper, she will have to endure it!

Nan Wanyan couldn't hold back any longer, and she picked up the soup with a stiff face, her palms already covered in cold sweat.

"Thank you, Your Majesty, for remembering me. My daughter can drink it and likes it."

Just as she was about to drink, the soup bowl in her hand was snatched away.

Qin Yinyuan suddenly smashed the soup bowl into pieces, and flicked his sleeves vigorously. A strong wind immediately closed the door, and even the flickering candlelight in the room was extinguished in an instant...

(End of this chapter)