The vicious villain is in luck again

"Yeah?"

An Ran, who was wetting a towel and wiping his face, turned to Lonicera, quite interested.

"Show it to this princess."

Lonicera was surprised, "Now?"

"right."

After running back and forth, Lonicera hurriedly picked up the embroidered bandage and saw An Ran holding it up and looking back and forth, feeling uneasy.

An Ran put down the embroidery bandage.

"lie."

Lonicera took a breath.

"The embroidery is almost done, but only a small part has been embroidered."

An Ran smiled and said, "But, little Honeysuckle's hands are so skillful."

"How did you embroider this?"

"Can you teach me a lesson, Princess?"

Looking at An Ran like a curious baby, Liandong asked, "Princess, do you also want to embroider a handkerchief?"

An Ran nodded and tapped her fingers on the table, "Let's start in the afternoon."

"Oh." Lonicera took the embroidered bandage and went out in a daze.

I have to look back when I'm done.

What's strange is that Luo Anran, who has always been only interested in playing with whips, wants to get an embroidery needle.

At the prince's office, Gu Danxin handed the cooked medicine to Gu Chenyu.

Gu Chenyu could already sit up. He took the medicine and drank it happily.

After handing the bowl over for a long time, no one took it, so he turned to look at Gu Danxin.

The little girl looked at his bold and neat movements and couldn't help but sigh, "Third brother, you recovered so quickly this time."

Gu Chenyu smiled slightly.

In fact, the injuries on his body were almost healed, but they looked a little more terrifying.

When he was beaten, he was indeed seriously injured. He also had a high fever and was unconscious.

The strange thing is that after the high fever, his body improved significantly without taking any medicine.

"Luo Anran didn't lie to me."

Hearing Gu Danxin mention An Ran, his heart skipped a beat, "What did she tell you?"

Gu Danxin naturally knew everything about her brother.

"I stopped her that day and told her that I hated my brother because she was so seriously injured."

"She told me that my brother's injury will heal soon."

"Really?" Gu Chenyu's smile was like a ray of warm sunshine in early winter, and his voice was calm and soft, "Then I really have to thank her Jinkou."

"Third brother." Gu Dan was unhappy and pouted, "It was obviously because of her injury, why did you thank her instead?"

Gu Chenyu just smiled.

Gu Danxin looked at him for a long time and said in her heart, "Third brother, you are so good, I don't understand why my father doesn't make you the crown prince?"

He shook his head, "My dear, please don't talk nonsense."

Gu Danxin made a gesture to seal her mouth with one hand, "It's Xin'er who's being rude."

"By the way." She turned around and started talking again, "I heard that Luo Anran took care of the proton who was vomiting blood and comatose all day and night."

"I thought she was just having fun, but looking at the way she ran over that day, she was really serious about this proton."

Gu Chenyu's eyes dimmed and his smile faded a lot.

He reached out and rubbed her head.

"Go do your homework."

Gu Danxin stamped her feet, "You're driving me away again."

She was determined not to leave, but had no choice but to do her homework, so she had no choice but to turn around and leave.

Before leaving, he was still reluctant to leave, "Third brother, when I finish my homework, I will come to see you."

Gu Chenyu lay down, put his hands behind his head, and closed his eyes quietly.

The scene of that day comes to mind.

"You're all here, give me some medicine by the way, just think of it as a thank you to my brother and my sister for being a royal doctor."

Gu Chenyu didn't expect that she would leave and come back. He lay on the bed and turned his head to look at her.

An Ran came back from the door and sat beside the bed, gently removing the bandages on his back, focusing and carefully.

Circles of bandages were untied, tearing at the flesh and blood with a mixture of pain and itching.

The back was exposed to the air and was hit by waves of coolness.

Gu Chenyu moved uncomfortably, and she pressed the back of his neck with her palm.

"Don't move."

The palm of his hand was warm. He had never been touched by anyone else before. This place instantly turned into stone and stood stiff and motionless.

She stared at it for a while, "Well, it looks serious, but it's already healing."

A small porcelain bottle slipped out of her sleeve, she pulled it open and sprinkled it on his back.

Gu Chenyu couldn't see An Ran's movements, but could only hear her humming tune, which was brisk, comfortable and comfortable.

It's not like facing a seriously injured person at all.

The tune lingered over his head and penetrated into his ears.

He didn't know what he was feeling, "My sister is humming?"

"Hum whatever you want."

"My sister can still hum a song in front of her brother's bloody and bloody back?"

"Tsk." An Ran pinched the flesh on the back of his neck as he pinched Tiandao, and rubbed it, "Brother, isn't he feeling better now?"

The back of my neck seemed to be burning, dissipating the coolness around it, and the entire back became increasingly hot. The pain from the powder sprinkled on the wound turned into fine numbness and itching.

Gu Chenyu's breathing, which had been steady all the time, was messed up. He clenched the pillow helplessly and buried his face in his arms.

The feeling on my back, as if it was being heated by a furnace, became increasingly intense.

In order to distract his attention, he asked An Ran again.

"What medicine did my sister give my brother?"

"Ruyi Zhixue Powder."

An Ran's voice paused for a moment.

"Don't get me wrong, this is brother's little white rabbit's medicine. My sister just took it with her when she came out."

"Ji Qinghan can stop such severe vomiting of blood. Treating my brother's injury will definitely be a piece of cake."

Gu Chenyu replied, "Brother knows."

"She gave it to her brother as early as the day he was punished."

An Ran was confused, "Why don't you use it, brother? You have suffered so much for nothing."

The powder was almost spread, so she went to find a new bandage to wrap around him.

When he moved it towards his chest, his fingertips brushed against it, causing him to shiver.

As soon as the fire in the back was extinguished, the fire in the chest was on fire again.

Gu Chenyu calmed down and closed his eyes, "Brother doesn't just use medicine given by others."

The little tune he had been humming disappeared.

An Ran was very angry, "That's really embarrassing. I just gave my brother other people's medicine."

Gu Chenyu said nothing.

Silence fell in the room.

She bandaged up and left quietly.

Withdrawing from his memories, Gu Chenyu opened his eyes and put his hand under the pillow.

He held the vine-like wooden hairpin high in front of his eyes and turned it a few times. It added a bit of brilliance under the bright light.

Gu Chenyu murmured.

"If it were you..."

In Tonghua Hall, An Ran is sitting and learning embroidery stitches from Lonicera.

She was extremely skilled at using a whip, but she felt helpless when holding a needle.

Accidentally, the needle pricked my finger again.

"hiss."

She pulled out her finger, and a drop of blood slowly formed.

In just a short while, Ling Dong had already heard An Ran "hiss" no less than ten times. She really couldn't stand it and said, "Princess, why don't you give up? I think you are not suitable for this."

An Ran glanced at the embroidery on Lonicera's hand.

She didn't want to embroider either, but she agreed to Gu Chenyu and still wanted to cover for them.

An Ran looked at Lonicera and shook his head deeply.

"Little Lonicera, little Lonicera, you really don't understand the good intentions of this princess."

She swept the newly appeared hairpin on Lonicera's head.

Although I knew Lonicera couldn't react, I still wanted to remind her secretly.

"The new hairpin on your head is nice."

Was it a gift from Gu Chenyu?

Hey, don't say that this hairpin looks a bit like Luo Yan and Su Manman's love token.

Thinking of the token of love, An Ran became worried again.

Where did the hairpin go? She sent people to search through the Imperial Garden and Tonghua Hall but couldn't find it.

If you can't find it again, it will come back to destroy the world.

She exhaled sadly.

Honeysuckle is totally wrong.

She was calmed down and suddenly realized.

Who is Luo Anran's "good intentions" aimed at?

She was embroidering for Gu Chenyu, Luo Anran couldn't also embroider for Gu Chenyu, right?

Thinking about it, the only one who could make Luo do it safely was Ji Qinghan.

Look at how frustrated Luo Anran was because she couldn't embroider the veil for him. It's so pitiful.

She patted her thigh and held An Ran's hand excitedly, "Don't worry, Princess, I will teach you how to embroider a handkerchief completely."

An Ran was held by Ling Dong with her hands clasped together. Seeing how proactive she was, Monk Zhang Er was confused.

Did Lonicera realize what she meant?

So Liandong stayed in Anran's room from morning to night every day, teaching me like crazy.

After a period of practice, An Ran finally learned a bit, but he would still get pricked by himself from time to time.

That night, Nianqiu came to deliver dinner and called her several times, but she still buried her head in watching the needle movement, observing for a long time, and then carefully placed the needle.

"hiss."

The embroidered bun fell to the ground, An Ran held her fingers in her eyes with tears in her eyes.

Nian Qiu picked up the embroidery fabric and handed it to her with distress, "Princess, whatever you want to embroider, leave it to your slave."

"Why do you have to suffer this crime?"

The honeysuckle on one side immediately pulled over Nianqiu.

"Nianqiu, don't talk too much. How can you do this to others?"

"It must be done by the princess herself, is that right, princess?"

An Ran always felt something strange when hearing this.

Lonicera seems to have misunderstood something.

She put the embroidery bag aside, picked up the bowl, and put the chopsticks back into the air.

"By the way, how is Ji Qinghan doing these days?"

In the past few days, she had been busy learning embroidery, and she almost forgot that there was someone like Ji Qinghan here.

Nianqiu replied, "I am eating three meals a day as usual and taking medicine, but the imperial doctor said that my body is still weak and I need to rest."

"Did you forget to feed me when you were drunk one day?"

"It's all mixed into the food."

An Ran moved her chopsticks with satisfaction, "It's pretty good."

It's late at night and the lights are as bright as beans.

Lonicera couldn't stand the dim light, so she rubbed her sour and blurred eyes.

Across the bed, Nianqiu fell asleep peacefully.

She looked at the embroidery on her hands, curled her lips, put it down, and walked out the door on tiptoes. Every movement was much slower than during the day.

Looking around cautiously in front of the side hall, but no one was there, she knocked on the door and said, "It's me, Lonicera."

The door opened inward, and she was pulled in by a strong arm covering her mouth.

The man threw her to the ground without mercy.

"Master, we've brought you here."

Lonicera fell to the ground and before she could recover, she saw a dark figure standing in front of her.

Standing up in the dark, she said angrily, "Who are you? Why did you throw me?"

Black Shadow snorted coldly.

"Luo Anran's lackey, the Ningguo people's scum."

Ling Dong rolled up his sleeves angrily, "Do you know who I am? I am Zhao Ganyan, the daughter of Wang Zhao Tianmeng."

She took out a small bamboo tube and said, "If I were a lackey and a scum, would I still contact my father?"

"You're so disrespectful."

"Baichuan." Ji Qinghan said in a calm voice, "Apologise to Miss Zhao."

Baichuan immediately knelt down and said, "Miss Zhao, this subordinate is too blind to recognize Mount Tai."

He said respectfully, "Miss, please give the bamboo tube to me."

Lonicera felt relieved and proudly handed the bamboo tube to Baichuan who took it with both hands.

Ji Qinghan lit the candle, glanced at the small piece of paper a few times, and then lit it.

The fire licked the note and burned it to ashes.

He looked at it with an indifferent expression.