Mo Yan admitted that at first, his eyes were attracted by the other party, but after Fu Liu appeared, he suddenly realized something, and then he concentrated on his painting, telling himself not to think too much.

"Your Highness, I said I didn't push her! Why don't you believe it?" Fu Liu frowned, feeling the pain from her feet, and was a little disappointed. Why didn't Mo Yi believe her?

And that little princess, didn't she just touch her hand? I didn't do anything, why was she so nervous?

At this time, there were a few coughs on the bed, and Wan Ge slowly opened her eyes.

What should be seen is Mo Yi's handsome face, while Mo Yan sat on a chair beside him, holding a small white porcelain teacup in his bony hands.

Wan Ge's beautiful eyes seemed to be full of confusion. Looking at Mo Yi in front of her, she gently said: "Did Your Highness save me?"

Although she lost consciousness at that time, in the moment before she lost consciousness, Wan Ge clearly remembered that it was Mo Yan who saved her.

"No, it was Ah Yan who saved you." Mo Yi gently touched Wan Ge's hair, his tone full of pampering and concern: "How do you feel now? Are you still uncomfortable?"

Wan Ge answered softly again, her eyes still timid: "I'm fine, thank you for your concern."

After saying this, she also looked at Mo Yan: "Thank you for saving my life."

"Your Majesty... Princess, you're welcome." Mo Yan's hand holding the teacup tightened unconsciously, and he always felt very uncomfortable in his heart, but he couldn't say it.

Suddenly, a voice appeared in his heart: Should I repay my life-saving grace with my body? And they have already had physical contact.

Mo Yan seemed to remember the feeling of the other person's soft body in his arms when he picked him up.

They were the ones who really had close contact, and Wan Ge and his brother had never had it.

After this thought came to Mo Yan's mind, he suddenly felt terrible. Why did he have such an idea? But his ears couldn't help but blush.

Mo Yi's gentle voice continued: "Little Wan Ge still needs to be so polite to me? By the way, why did you fall into the water?"

Wan Ge listened to Mo Yi's question, and a few traces of embarrassment flashed across her face: "I was too close to the lake and accidentally fell in."

"Then help Miss Liu?"

"Sister Liu just said a few words to me. This matter has nothing to do with her. Please don't blame Sister Liu." Wan Ge's voice was still soft, but there seemed to be a bit of grievance in her tone.

The other party wants to go the route of a vicious female supporting role? Then Wan Ge can only go the route of a green tea female supporting role.

"I know, I won't embarrass her, don't worry." Mo Yi reached out and touched Wan Ge's head again.

Mo Yi remembered that he also touched her like this when he was a child, but later there was a difference between men and women, and even if he regarded her as a sister, he never did so.

In addition, he had too many things to do after becoming the prince, and the less contact they had, the less close they were, and such things happened even less.

Mo Yi actually didn't know why he had been unwilling to marry her. Maybe it was because he treated her as a sister, or maybe he had someone waiting for him, or maybe he was too busy.

But now, Mo Yi looked at the delicate girl in front of him, maybe it wasn't impossible to marry her.

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