The Queen of Charm

Chapter 45 Can't bear to be angry with her

Lan Mingyan stepped forward recklessly, and was about to push the man in purple away, and when he inserted himself between the two of them, suddenly his hand was grabbed by the man in front, he tried hard to break free, but couldn't pull it away, he raised his head and bumped into it in an instant. Ling Zihan's inexplicable coldness was contained in a pair of black eyes as deep as the sea, "What else can you do except harm him!"

If she hadn't blocked the bench with her flesh and blood just now, Si Xueyi would have died long ago.

For some reason, Ling Zihan was a little angry.

When Lan Mingyan saw the face that he missed day and night, he was slightly stunned, "It's you?" That Phoenix Kite, the person he was looking for.

How could he be in brother Xueyi's room?

Seeing the face similar to that in her mind, Ling Zihan couldn't bear to blame him, so she let him go, and her tone softened a lot from the bluntness just now, "Don't do anything dangerous in the future, his injury hasn't healed yet, let him He has a good rest!"

After warning Lan Mingyan, Ling Zihan felt that he had no reason to stay any longer, and it would be disgusting for him to stay here!After finishing speaking, he left the room, and regardless of Lan Mingyan's expression when he saw her, before leaving, he stuffed the jade ointment to the attendant, and said, "Wipe him all over later, Don't leave a scar!"

When the attendants realized that the gentle person in front of them was the brutal eighth prince, they saw that she had already left the room, and they couldn't react and let them go like this. Shouldn't they be dragged into the pool of blood and beaten brutally?
Now, is he dreaming?The attendant slapped himself hard with disbelief.

And Lan Mingyan made some preparations, and without saying hello to Si Xueyi, gritted his teeth and chased after him.

Seeing the interaction between their eyes, Si Xueyi, who observed meticulously, frowned.

When did they meet?

What surprised him was that Xiao Yan didn't seem to know that she was the Eighth Prince.This was the first time that he saw Xiao Yan take the initiative to care about someone other than himself.

"Master Si, this is the medicine that the Eighth Prince gave you just now!"

The attendant finally understood that this was not a dream, and also remembered the medicine Ling Zihan gave him, and quickly gave it to Si Xueyi.

Si Xueyi took the medicine suspiciously, smelled the clear fragrance, and knew that it was not an ordinary product, and this kind of clear fragrance was indeed an excellent holy medicine for healing.He was a little surprised, but the attendant said again, "The eighth prince said that this is jade ointment, after applying it, there will be no scars!"

After speaking, his face turned slightly red, thinking of the Eighth Prince saying it all over again, he couldn't help but make people dream about it.

Si Xueyi looked at the medicine bottle in his hand, with a trace of doubt, remembering that she sacrificed herself to protect him, his mood was very complicated, and he was very surprised.

He didn't understand why the person who tortured him everywhere in the past became so different now, as if he was a different person!If it's just her pretending, but it's been so long, then the real face will be revealed anyway.

"Ah, Master Si, you'd better not use this medicine! I'm afraid~" I'm afraid it's the Eighth Prince's other means, and the attendant didn't have the guts to say the latter sentence.

When the attendant was about to take it, Si Xueyi dodged his outstretched hand, and said calmly, "I will take care of this medicine myself!"

He quietly put the medicine bottle beside the pillow, and put it away gently, but he didn't intend to throw it away or use it immediately.

After putting away the medicine bottle, he suppressed his cough and slowly lay down on the bed with the support of his attendants.

His eyes swept outside unconsciously, and what he saw was only a small corner by the window. He told the attendants, "See if Mr. Lan is still there?"

"Yes!"

After the attendant left, he unconsciously withdrew his eyes from the window, and landed on the fallen bench. Only now did he realize that one of the legs of the bench was broken. She must have been injured.Si Xueyi's heart was surprisingly heavy when he thought of her not even humming, but holding on all the time.

After a while, the attendant rushed over, "Master Si, I heard from the servants that Master Lan ran out after the Eighth Prince!"

Si Xueyi frowned slightly, and a look of worry flashed across his eyes. He was a little worried about Lan Mingyan, fearing that he would cause something to happen again, so he quickly ordered the attendant, "Hurry up, if something happens, , report to me quickly!"

"Okay!" Si Xueyi coughed after waiting for the attendants to run out.

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In the distance, Ling Zihan walked out of the Zhuyuan residence all the way, and stopped by a small lake not far away, standing beside a willow tree, looking at the lake water as clear as a mirror, and fell into deep thought.

Towering white clouds, a tinge of purple standing proudly on the ground, Qingcheng's unparalleled beauty, indescribably chic and noble, made the passing maids blush and bow their heads shyly.

They feel a little pity in their hearts, such a beautiful young man actually loves a man, if he loves a woman, they are extremely willing to be a roommate.

Even if he is a waste, that face really makes many girls like it, and they also look forward to having a romantic relationship with such a man. Even if they have no name or distinction, they still feel satisfied.

Lan Mingyan followed Ling Zihan all the way to the edge of the lake, seeing her standing there motionless, thought she was angry.

She came out on tiptoe, and before she reached her side, Ling Zihan's voice suddenly rang out, "Just say what you have to say!"

Ling Zihan's shadow was reflected on the surface of the lake, but it was quickly broken, and a small stone caused circles and ripples on the surface of the lake.

(End of this chapter)