Chapter 281 Analyzing the Truth 2
"Why?"

Su Anran was puzzled, tilted her head, and asked seriously, hoping to get the answer from Zhang Lai.

"Sigh." Zhang Lai shook his head, sighed heavily and continued, "As long as there is blood in the village, people will surely die."

"Why?" Su Anran's expression became more puzzled.

"Girl, it's better not to inquire." Zhang Lai didn't intend to continue talking, and left with his head bowed and his steps heavy.

Looking at the figure of Zhang Lai going away, Su Anran already knew the allusion in his heart, Nan Guyuan walked out of the room as if he heard the movement, stood at the door, looked at Su Anran without saying a word.

Nan Gu Yuan pursed his lips tightly, looked at Su Anran dodging his eyes, his feet were as heavy as lead, with one hand resting on the door, tightly grasping the door beam, with a tangled expression as if he was trying to hold back something generally.

Su Anran froze for a moment, and then her pink lips raised a smile like a spring breeze, and she crossed her hands on her waist, and walked towards Nan Guyuan on lotus steps.

Su Anran approached Nan Gu Yuan, stopped at a place exactly one meter away from Nan Gu Yuan, saluted Nan Gu Yuan, and asked lightly: "I saw the prince looking at the door of my house just now, dare to ask the prince what's the matter?" ?”

Nan Guyuan's eyes flickered, and he hesitated for a long time before he found a plausible excuse, "Just now when I was dealing with business inside the house, I heard the village chief talking outside, so I came out to see, what's the village chief's business?"

"Oh, I had nothing to do just now. I just asked if I would have time to go to the village for a consultation. I just wanted to go to the villagers to learn about the special features of this village, so I agreed to come down. Does the prince want to go with me? Or ?”

Nan Guyuan hurriedly laughed and said: "I won't go now, there are still some government affairs that have not been dealt with, and it may be too late to deal with them, I will arrange for Xiaoling to go with you, or do odd jobs. "

Nan Guyuan's seemingly unintentional arrangement contained countless layers of meaning. What kind of role Xiaoling played in it, Su Anran still didn't know. Anyway, a series of problems since returning to the palace last time showed that, Xiaoling is Nan Guyuan's "caring" maid.

Su Anran explained kindly: "No need, Xiaoling is resting now. At noon, I saw her in the kitchen busy cooking porridge. I tried to scare her on the spur of the moment, but she cut her finger, bleeding profusely. I It wasn't intentional either, so I'll go alone in the afternoon, and don't bother the prince."

Nan Guyuan raised eyebrows, opened his mouth but didn't know where to start, Su Anran saw the embarrassed expression in his eyes.

"Don't worry, Prince, Xiaoling is fine. I have given her medicine, and she is fine. It's just that she lost too much blood and needs to rest. I'm really sorry. I accidentally made the prince's personal maid like this. Please punish the prince." The more Su Anran spoke, the more aggrieved her expression became, which made Nan Guyuan feel annoyed for a while.

Nan Guyuan hurriedly said: "It's okay, it's just her own carelessness, how can I blame you."

Perhaps Nan Guyuan didn't notice it, he just thought that Su Anran and Zhang Tingting were better than Su Anran, although he didn't have a prominent family, but his self-reliance and self-improvement made Nan Guyuan compare Su Anran with Zhang Tingting, who was weak and bullying. In contrast, although Xiaoling was raised by herself since she was a child, a maid is a maid after all, so what's the use of having a little affection?

(End of this chapter)

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