Nan Yan felt embarrassed when he ran out shouting all the way, and Mrs. Jiahe couldn't help but laugh.

However, since Mr. Jian was coming, Nan Yan could not remain lying on the bed, so she immediately prepared to get up. Mrs. Jiahe also came over to support her. With this movement, she felt that the pain in her chest was really not that bad anymore.

This young lady is not only beautiful and gentle, but also has excellent medical skills.

Just as Nan Yan was about to say thank you, Mrs. Jiahe said again: "By the way, I don't know what to call the girl."

"My name is Si Nanyan. Young Madam, just call me Nanyan."

"Nanyan," Mrs. Jiahe said, "the distinguished guest brought you in just now and said that you were weak due to the cold, but I took a look and found that you were not suffering from the cold, you were injured."

Nan Yan was stunned for a moment.

Too bad, I forgot about this one.

If King Yan knew that she had suffered a skin injury, and if he knew that they were fighting in Yeting, he would be in trouble.

Mrs. Jiahe continued: "I think your words are wrong. I was worried that you had something to hide, so I didn't tell the distinguished guest the truth."

When Nan Yan heard this, he immediately said gratefully: "Thank you so much, Madam."

Jiahe smiled and said: "Miss Nanyan, you look young, less than twenty, right?"

"This year is twenty."

"When you are alone in the palace, you have to take good care of yourself."

"..."

"You've made yourself scarred like this. If your parents knew about it, they would be heartbroken."

Her gentle words were like a gentle hand, gently caressing the wounds in people's hearts. Nan Yan's eyes felt hot, and she couldn't help but feel sad, and she whispered softly: "Thank you, Madam."

Jiahe patted her shoulder gently.

At this moment, there was a sound of footsteps outside, and the young man in Tsing Yi who had just met her at the door walked in: "Sister-in-law."

Nan Yan hurriedly stopped her emotions and sniffed, while Mrs. Jiahe also smiled and said: "Ruocheng, you are here. Miss Nan Yan wants to return to your distinguished guest."

Nan Yan stood up and saluted Jian Ruocheng, the second young master of Jian Mansion.

"Master Jian."

Jian Ruocheng also saluted her and raised his hand. A faint fragrance of ink was faintly emitted from the long sleeves of his thin shirt, which was very comfortable.

He said: "Girl, your health is not good, you should rest more."

Nan Yan said softly: "I have already rested. The young lady's medicine is very effective. But the prince cannot be without his attendants. I'm afraid."

Jian Ruocheng glanced at her and said softly: "Are you afraid you will be punished?"

Nan Yan was a little embarrassed. Although her feelings towards Zhu Feng and His Highness Prince Yan were different from the past, she was still a slave around him after all. She couldn't say bad things about him in front of others, right?

At this time, Mrs. Jiahe who was standing aside smiled and said: "Uncle, if Miss Nanyan can't say it, don't force others to say it. Since she is the person next to the distinguished guest, she should naturally return to the honored guest.

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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, turned around and saluted Mrs. Jiahe gratefully, and then followed Jian Ruocheng out of the room.

Outside was an elegant small courtyard with many bamboos planted there. Jian Ruocheng, wearing a long gown, walked in front to guide her, and he seemed to have the elegance of a gentleman like bamboo.

After a while, they walked through the courtyard and walked to the lobby in front.
Chapter completed!