He ran out shouting all the way, Nanyan felt embarrassed, and Mrs. Jiahe couldn't help laughing.
However, since Mr. Jian was coming, Nan Yan couldn't stay on the bed, so she immediately got ready to get up, and Mrs. Jiahe also came to support her. With this movement, I felt that the pain in my chest really didn't hurt that much.
This young lady is not only beautiful and gentle, but also has excellent medical skills.
Nanyan was about to thank her, but Mrs. Jiahe said again: "By the way, I still don't know what the girl is called."
"My name is Si Nanyan, and the young lady can just call me Nanyan."
"Nanyan," Mrs. Jiahe said, "Just now the distinguished guest brought you in and said that you were weak due to the wind and cold, but I took a look, you didn't suffer from the wind and cold, you were injured."
Nan Yan was taken aback for a moment.
Too bad, I forgot about this one.
If you let King Yan know that she suffered a skin trauma, and let him know that they were fighting in Yeting, I'm afraid I will suffer.
Mrs. Jiahe went on to say: "I don't think your caliber is correct. I was worried that you had something to hide, so you didn't tell the truth to that distinguished guest."
Upon hearing this, Nan Yan immediately said gratefully: "Thank you, Young Madam."
Jiahe smiled and said, "Miss Nanyan, you don't look very old, less than twenty, right?"
"Twenty this year."
"Alone in the palace, take good care of yourself."
"..."
"You made yourself scarred and scarred like this. If your parents know about it, they will feel distressed."
Her gentle words were like a gentle hand, gently brushing over the wounds in people's hearts. Nan Yan's eyes were hot, and she couldn't stop the soreness immediately, and said softly: "Thank you, young lady."
Jiahe patted her shoulder gently.
At this moment, there was a sound of footsteps outside, and the young man in Tsing Yi who had met her at the door just now came in: "Sister-in-law."
Nanyan hurriedly stopped the emotions in her heart, sniffed, and Mrs. Jiahe also smiled and said: "Ruocheng, you are here. Miss Nanyan wants to go back to the honored guest."
Nan Yan got up and saluted Jian Ruocheng, the second son of the Jian family.
"Master Jane."
Jian Ruocheng also saluted her, and when she raised her hand, a faint fragrance of ink came out from the long sleeves of the thin shirt, which made her feel very comfortable.
He said: "Girl, your health is not good, you should rest more."
Nan Yan said softly: "I've already rested, and the young madam's medicine is very effective. But the prince must have a servant by his side, I'm afraid—"
Jian Ruocheng glanced at her, and said softly, "Are you afraid you will be punished?"
Nan Yan was in a bit of a dilemma. Although she felt differently towards Zhu Feng and His Royal Highness King Yan, she was still his servant after all, so she couldn't speak ill of him in front of others, right
At this time, Mrs. Jiahe, who was standing by the side, smiled and said: "Uncle, if Miss Nanyan can't say it, don't force people to say it. Since she is the person next to the honored guest, she should naturally go back to the honored guest. .”
Jian Ruocheng heard his sister-in-law speak, and realized that what he just said was inappropriate, so he said, "It's my fault. Miss Nanyan, come with me."
Nan Yan nodded, then turned around and bowed gratefully to Mrs. Jiahe, and followed Jian Ruocheng out of the room.
Outside is an elegant small courtyard with a lot of bamboo planted. Jian Ruocheng walked in front of her in a long gown to lead her way, which is quite a gentleman like bamboo.
After a while, they walked through the courtyard to the lobby ahead.
As soon as he approached, he heard a deep voice saying: "Your Highness has seized your nephew's country by force, do you still hope that the old man will say something in praise?"