Loyang Jin

The word "by the way" is both euphemistic and implicit. I will never hurt His Highness the Grandson's self-esteem and pride as a man.

Wang Tong was secretly proud.

Having been a bodyguard by His Highness Taisun’s side for so long, who else can understand Taisun’s thoughts better than him?

Miss Ling has not appeared in this month. The grandson did not say anything, but his mood was obvious. Miss Ling finally came today. She had to find a suitable reason to meet her, so that she could comfort her grandson's lovesickness a little.

Unfortunately, this flattery slapped the horse in the leg.

After hearing these words, the emperor's grandson not only did not show off his face, but instead darkened his face and said coldly: "Wang Tong, do I seem to be very idle? I am just a Ling Xiao. Can his eye disease be cured? How can I be cured? How important is it? Why should I go out of my way to see him?"

Wang Tong: "..."

Wang Tong wished he could slap himself. Tell you to talk too much!

Grandson's temperament is so awkward. Even if I think so in my heart, I will never let anyone tell me!

"It's all my subordinates who talk too much." Wang Tong immediately bowed his head and apologized: "I gave His Highness random ideas. His Highness has so many things to do, how can he have time to see Mr. Ling?"

The emperor's grandson was silent for a moment, and then said calmly: "That's all! I don't need to go to the palace to attend court today, and there is no important official business. It doesn't hurt to go and see him."

Wang Tong: "..."

A girl's heart is like a needle in the sea, unpredictable. The emperor's grandson's thoughts are also unpredictable!

He had better say nothing.

The emperor's grandson seemed to feel that his words were contradictory, so he added a superfluous explanation: "Lu Cai has placed some people in the Ling family, and there are also spies around Ling Jingshu. I want to see with my own eyes how Ling Jingshu reacts."

Wang Tong responded respectfully, muttering secretly in his heart.

Even secret guards were used, and Miss Ling's every move could not be hidden from the eyes and ears of the emperor's grandson.

He obviously cares about this person so much, but he still pretends not to care. This is really not honest or cute at all!

…

Ling Jingshu was talking to Ling Xiao in a low voice when Bai Yu reminded her with a smile: "Miss, Imperial Doctor Wei is here."

Ling Jingshu subconsciously raised her head and met Wei Yan's slightly surprised gaze.

Strange, why did she come to the Prince's Mansion again today?

He had specifically reminded her that day to be careful. Today, she went to the Prince's Mansion to meet him without any hesitation. If Empress Xu knew about it, I'm afraid she would become even more jealous...

"Mr. Wei," Ling Jingshu stood up with a smile on her lips.

Wei Yan nodded slightly and said with a faint smile: "I didn't expect Miss Ling to come today."

The meaning hidden in the words was not understood by others, but Ling Jingshu knew it well.

Wei Yan was worried about her safety.

"My health has recovered. I have nothing to do at home, so I came with Ah Xiao." Ling Jingshu knew that she was wrong, so she explained a few words with a smile.

In front of Sun's Lingxiao, Wei Yan couldn't say much and just smiled, with still some disapproval in his eyes.

As their eyes met, it seemed as if a light feather was brushing against the top of his heart. Gently, softly, and somewhat strangely pleasant. The whole body is light and airy...

This feeling is so dangerous!

Ling Jingshu is not a young and ignorant boudoir girl. In her previous life, she had a passionate love affair with Lu Hong and had a taste of love.

When this strange yet familiar feeling hit her, she instinctively looked away.

Wei Yan also quickly looked away and looked at Ling Xiao: "Master Ling, please sit down, I will start acupuncture on you right now."

Ling Xiao responded with a smile and straightened his back.

Wei Yan suppressed the chaotic emotions in his heart, walked to Ling Xiao, opened the medicine box and took out the golden needle.

When administering acupuncture to a patient, you must concentrate on it and never allow any negligence. No matter how many things were on his mind, the moment he picked up the slender golden needle, he immediately abandoned all distracting thoughts and focused all his attention on the golden needle in his hand.

This time is no exception.

Wei Yan picked up the golden needle and his expression immediately became serious.

Ling Xiao gradually got used to the pain during the acupuncture. It was swollen, sore and painful, and cold sweat broke out on my forehead. But Ling Xiao didn't say a word and just endured it.

A month later, Ling Jingshu saw with her own eyes the pain Ling Xiao was in during the acupuncture, and her heart ached. Naturally, his eyes moved to Wei Yan's face again.

From this angle, you can only see Wei Yan's side face, see him focusing on acupuncture, see his straight nose and thin lips, see his strong chin...

Ling Jingshu bit her lip hard, and the instant pain brought her back to reality.

What is she doing?

Hasn't she already made up her mind that she will never be tempted by any man again in this life? Why is my heart swaying now?

Ling Jingshu stood up lightly and said to Mrs. Sun, "Auntie, the room is a little stuffy. I'll go outside under the eaves to get some air."

Before Sun could react, he walked out quickly.

Sun was confused.

Wei Yan naturally heard Ling Jingshu's voice and footsteps, but he was not distracted by the situation at this time, let alone turned around and looked around.

…

Ling Jingshu walked out of the house quickly and stopped when she reached the eaves.

Bai Yu and Qiao Yun also followed.

Even Qiaoyun noticed that Ling Jingshu was in a different mood. How could Bai Yu, who was familiar with Ling Jingshu, not be able to tell?

"Miss, what's wrong with you today?" Bai Yu came forward, her low voice full of concern and worry: "You seem to be much more irritable than usual."

Ling Jingshu smiled covertly: "That's not true. I just felt short of breath and tight in my chest for a while, so I wanted to come out to take a breath. I'll go back in a while."

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a sound of footsteps at the door of the courtyard.

It was the emperor's grandson who had nothing to do and "dropped in" to take a look.

As soon as he stepped into the far gate, Ling Jingshu's figure came into view. The emperor's grandson was a little surprised, but also couldn't help feeling secretly happy.

Does she have a close connection with him, knowing that he will come, so she is waiting here for him?

...My distinguished grandson, you really think too much.

The emperor's grandson subconsciously quickened his pace and soon arrived in front of Ling Jingshu.

"I have met His Highness Taisun." Ling Jingshu stopped all her thoughts almost immediately and respectfully saluted and said hello: "I haven't seen you for many days. I wonder if Your Highness is well lately?"

How could he be "well" when she rejected him without hesitation or hesitation?

Over the past month, he had been in an extremely low mood, and had to muster up his energy to handle official duties every day without showing any signs of strangeness. I often suffer from insomnia at night, and I don’t know how hard it is to stay up.

The emperor's grandson's slightly eager and greedy eyes passed over his thoughtful face, but his voice was unusually cold: "Thank you, Miss Ling, for your concern. I am doing very well."