Close the book in his hand, Xie Nuanyang picked up the white water from the small table next to him and took a sip, then began to stare at the transparent and crystal cup and began to spin.

Xie Nuanyang sometimes thinks that this world is still very magical, just like this transparent glass crystal, something called glass can actually be deformed.

Not only can it be made into this cup, but it can also be made into such a large window to block the wind.

Think about it carefully, this should mean just like the shapes of gold and silver in glass that can change? But this glass is more strange.

But for some reason, when Xie Nuanyang sighed so much at the nurse girl, the nurse girl who had always hated her turned her eyes from disgust to sympathy, and finally with great pity.

As a person with good tutoring, Xie Nuanyang nodded and smiled at the right time, and then said nothing.

Because she always felt that if she continued to feel emotion, the nurse would cry with tears.

"Why, no one of your flower protectors came to see you?" A sudden sentence interrupted Xie Nuanyang's meditation.

Xie Nuanyang looked at the door in the voice and saw the person who came in a cold face with a slight anger, obviously very dissatisfied with her, and even a hint of disdain and sarcasm in this frivolous tone.

However, Xie Nuanyang didn't understand why the nurses and girls around her acted very admiring, even though they were such a fierce man.

The nurse's eyes were full of obsession, and she was almost drooling.

Xie Nuanyang blinked and looked at the man who suddenly appeared in confusion, a little puzzled.

Is this person very good-looking?

Not necessarily!

At most it looks OK.

But compared to the men of all sizes in her family, it is far behind.

Not to mention the head of the family, even compared with Aqing and Brother Lan Ye, this man is not as good as that of him.

That means that this person should have some power, otherwise how could anyone look at him so cautiously and admirably?

Looking at the pitiful expression that came from the doctor who followed him, Xie Nuanyang became even more sure. This man was probably a bully squire, so even this doctor felt sorry for his identity.

But who is she?

She is Qing Yue, the third lady of the Shen family. She is the princess who was Moqian (pronounced tāng, Tang) who was the shield in front of the dynasty. How could she be afraid of such a gentry bully?

Even if her body is Xie Nuanyang now, she will not lose to anyone!

Although Xie Nuanyang was unwilling to look up to the man in front of her, her years of tutoring and cultivation still made her unable to do rude things.

Therefore, Xie Nuanyang gently put down the glass in his hand, then put the book on the small table beside the bed, got up to sort out the clothes, stroked his hair, and smiled and nodded to say hello: "Hello."

When Qingyue did this, she was still trying to think about the contents of the etiquette and other things she had read in her book before.

It seems that when the two of them meet, they have to reach out and hold each other and say goodbye, right?

But Xie Nuanyang looked at his hands that were dyed black on his fingernails and were painted with colorful patterns, and then looked at the strange man, thinking that it would be better for men and women to have little skin contact.

The nurse and doctor who accompanied Ji Dongchen were surprised when they saw Xie Nuanyang's gentle and dignified side.
Chapter completed!