Yan Ruocheng stared at his tenderness towards this girl, feeling a little jealous in her heart. If she wanted to compare her face, he pinched it, not touched it.
"Eh? Brother Chenling, when were you injured? How were you injured?" Wang Xiulin had no intention of getting off him. He just turned his head and lowered his head, lifted up his shirt, and took a look at his foot injury.
"It's just an accidental injury. It will be fine after you rest for a while. No need to worry," Huang Chenling said.
Wang Xiulin didn't agree with him. After seeing his injured foot, he said worriedly: "It's weird if you don't worry. Brother Chenling, your feet are tied with wooden boards and wrapped like rice dumplings. It must be very serious. No, I want to
I’ll just go to your house and take care of you.”
After she finished speaking, Yan Ruocheng's heart tightened. She really didn't want this girl to come to Huang Chenling and pester him. She put her peripheral vision on Huang Chenling and guessed in her heart: With his personality, he should be 100%
Don't agree to it.
But Huang Chenling didn't care, and said with a smile: "Okay, you can come if you like."
His soft-spoken agreement suddenly knocked down Yan Ruocheng's wall of hope, and she stared at him with burning eyes in disbelief.
"Hey, Brother Chenling, let me push you over there to see the crabapple flowers. They are blooming very beautifully." Wang Xiulin was so happy that he jumped off him. His movements were big and careless, and he accidentally bumped into the phoenix.
Chen Ling’s injured foot.
Huang Chenling frowned and felt pain. Not only did she not blame Wang Xiulin, she also deliberately concealed it and immediately returned to her calm look.
Yan Ruocheng noticed his expression and saw everything in his eyes.
Wang Xiulin didn't notice his carelessness, and couldn't wait to push Yan Ruocheng away, and personally pushed Huang Chenling's wheelchair towards the side full of begonia flowers.
Along the way, Huang Chenling and Wang Xiulin were talking and laughing, and their relationship was almost extremely good. This was completely unexpected by Yan Ruocheng, so she followed them quietly.
Wang Xiulin, the princess, never liked being followed by her servants. She thought Yan Ruocheng was the new palace maid, and she didn't know how to wink. She suddenly turned around and faced the follower Yan Ruocheng angrily.
Displeased, he gave the order: "I order you to retreat immediately and don't follow me again."
After she finished speaking, she noticed that Yan Ruocheng looked particularly ugly, which frightened her a little, and asked: "Where did you come from as a palace maid, and why do you look so ugly?" She wondered why there was such a person in the palace.
The time of the ugly palace maid.
Huang Chenling explained briefly: "She is not a maid in the palace, but a medical servant in the emperor's palace. When I saw that my foot was injured, I asked her to come over and help me press my foot when needed.
"
"Oh, it's no wonder that such a plain-looking person can be a maid. It turns out that she is a servant of Brother Fengmo. He really likes to pick up any strange things and bring them back to the mansion." Wang Xiulin couldn't help but vomit.
"Yes, Xiulin, you have been visiting the country with the emperor's uncle for so long. Have you learned anything?" Huang Chenling deliberately changed the subject to divert Wang Xiulin's attention so that she would not focus on Yan Ruocheng.
"Well, brother Chen Ling, don't ask. I'm basically being watched by the emperor every day to learn some tea art. I sit there until my feet are numb. By the way, I learned a new dance.
"How about I go under the flower tree and dance part of it for you to enjoy." Wang Xiulin was immediately led astray by Huang Chenling and chatted with him happily.
"Okay, let me see if your dancing has improved, Xiulin?" Huang Chenling rested her hand on the armrest, slightly holding her chin, deliberately amusing her, and said with a chuckle.
Wang Xiulin went under the flower tree and found a relatively flat grassland. She gently swayed her hands and danced in circles. Her figure danced faster and faster, her jade-like hands lingering gracefully, her skirt flying, and her pair of like
Yan's watery eyes were still speechless, and the flowing light was flying. The whole person was like a flower separated by mist, hazy and misty, flashing beautiful colors, but so far out of reach. Then, the dancing posture was as light as a swallow, and the body was as light as a swallow.
Her body is as soft as clouds, and her arms are as soft as boneless. She dances step by step like a lotus, like a butterfly flying among the flowers.
Even Yan Ruocheng, who was not good at dancing, was instantly attracted. She felt that Wang Xiulin was definitely a super master in the dance world. The more she looked at Wang Xiulin's dancing, the more she felt that she was further away from Huang Chenling than before. He
The words she said that night gradually appeared in her blank mind. No wonder he said that it was impossible for her to be with him.
From Wang Xiulin, one could see the huge gap and distance between the common people and the imperial relatives in terms of cultural attainment, which was beyond her imagination. It made her stand motionless in shame.