"Then why don't you come in?" Ye Qiqi asked with doubtful eyes.
"Uh... Well, I'm afraid I'll disturb you if I come in." Ye Chengan smiled awkwardly, then quickly handed the two kettles in his hands to her and said, "The water I found."
Ye Qiqi took a kettle from his hand and said while walking outside the carriage: "I'll go out and rinse my mouth first. You can clean his wound. I'll come and bandage it later."
"Okay, no problem!" Ye Chengan nodded in agreement.
After seeing Ye Qiqi's figure disappear outside the door curtain of the carriage, he turned his head and looked at Mo Hanqing who was lying on the soft couch with a meaningful look on his face without saying a word.
Mo Hanqing turned his head slightly, glanced at Ye Chengan with his deep black eyes, and then said in a cold voice: "Why are you still standing there? Come over and help me clean the wound."
"Ahem." Ye Chengan held the kettle in his hand, walked to Mo Hanqing, cleared his throat, and then shouted to him seriously: "His Royal Highness King Jing'an."
“…”
Mo Hanqing frowned and looked at him with a hint of doubt in his dark jade-like eyes.
"Do you really like your little guard??" Ye Chengan lowered his voice and approached him, raised his eyebrows at him, and asked in a low voice.
"What are you talking about?" Mo Hanqing's brows suddenly furrowed even more tightly. He glanced at Ye Chengan coldly, and the chill in his voice was almost murderous: "Have you been living too comfortably recently?"
"Han Qing." Ye Chengan took out a clean handkerchief from his sleeve robe, moistened it with water while wiping the blood around his wound, and whispered: "We grew up together. After so many years, I still I have never seen you care so much about anyone. Didn’t you just help your little guard block those darts just to prevent her from getting hurt?"
Mo Hanqing was silent for a moment, then turned his head and said without any emotion in his voice: "Don't talk nonsense, I just... happened to be standing there."
"Oh..." Ye Chengan responded angrily, then withdrew his gaze, looked at his wounds, and said coolly while wiping hard: "Who said just now that the body moved on its own?"
“…”
Mo Hanqing's back stiffened, she turned around, gritted her teeth and said, "Can't you be gentler?"
"I didn't use any force." Ye Chengan looked at him with an innocent expression and said, "Don't change the subject. You just deliberately went to save that little guard."
Mo Hanqing stared at him with a pair of deep eyes, the corners of her thin lips pursed tightly, obviously trying her best to restrain her murderous intention.
"Let me tell you..." Ye Chengan suddenly leaned into his ear and whispered, "It's because you have her in your heart."
"Get out!" Mo Hanqing suddenly shouted coldly at him after he said that.
Ye Qiqi, who was standing on the edge of the carriage rinsing his mouth, suddenly heard such a roar from the carriage. He quickly turned around and opened the curtain, walked in and asked, "What's wrong? What happened?"
Ye Chengan spread his hands and slowly stood up from the soft couch where Mo Hanqing was lying on his stomach. He stuffed the blood-wiping handkerchief into Ye Qiqi's hand and said, "It's nothing. It's just that someone has been tricked." , I am so angry that I am so embarrassed."