Rong Yanran was speechless. The prince didn't say anything. Why did he belittle himself so much? One on the left is the grass and the other on the right is the one on the right. Not to mention, in just such a short time, the image of the ninth prince in her heart has greatly increased.

Murong An said unhurriedly: "Lei, then use your clothes to change into Young Master Luo."

In this kind of scene, a young master with a disgrace and impermanent temper, a prince with a graceful demeanor and a spring breeze, is simply a underground and in the sky.

What made Rong Yanran even speechless was that Luo Ziheng actually asked her to change her medicine in front of several people. Is it good to have a doctor or a man? And in ancient times, how inappropriate! Damn! Rong Yanran was extremely angry. He definitely made himself ruin his image in front of Murong An and his four handsome guys, so that they felt that they were not a good girl and lost the opportunity to chat with the handsome guys!

When Rong Yanran thought of this, regardless of Murong An's obstruction, she took the medicine given by Dr. Zhang and got on the boat angrily. Without saying a word, she pulled his clothes open and rubbed the medicine hard on him, and asked with a smile: "Young Master, I feel so comfortable to apply medicine, I can't change someone?" These words were squeezed out of her teeth.

Luo Ziheng really hurt this time, and his dark sword eyebrows frowned. "If you use force more, your hand still doesn't have enough strength." He said lightly, the emotions in his eyes were particularly complicated. Didn't he understand why he used such a shameless method to keep her today. He had no confidence in himself? It's a bit.

She actually wanted to ride a horse with Murong An, which made him angry! She had just bandaged his wounds, but she wanted to go out to play and didn't take him seriously at all. Besides, his horse was riding better than anyone else! He would teach him!

When Rong Yanran heard his mockery, she became even more angry and used her strength to squeeze his wound, which led to bleeding again! Luo Ziheng was very arrogant and didn't say a word, but just gasped very slightly. OK, Rong Yanran, you treat me like this for the sake of Murong An who has met twice!

When Rong Yanran saw the bright red blood, she saw his tightly frowning eyebrows, and her heart softened again. The strength of her hands also quickly decreased: "Does it hurt?" She asked softly, her voice as beautiful as a silver bell.

Luo Ziheng's body trembled slightly because of the sudden gentleness. He looked up and met her eyes full of caring and distress. He comforted her like he treated her wife: "It's okay, it doesn't hurt."

Rong Yanran bandaged his wounds with the cotton cloth and said softly: "If you hate it very much, I will keep a distance from the Ninth Prince." She finally understood why he was always in constant condition at the critical moment of chatting with Murong An today and was sincerely damaging himself. Maybe she felt that she had ruined the Luo family's style. I just worked for you, not a slave to your family, and it did not represent your image. However, having a short mouth and short hand, she would be even less confident when she was saved. "In fact, she just thought he was very good-looking, and she also liked to eat and play, and felt very close to you, so..."
Chapter completed!