Female student: I'm sorry, the prince is mine.

"Master, is this Mr. Bai reliable?" Zhao Fei looked at the carriage going away. With her keen insight, she could tell that the man's breath was unstable. Combined with his unformed appearance just now, she judged him. He must be a deceitful person who wants to have wild dreams when he sees his own lady. He has no good impression of that person in his heart.

"It doesn't matter." Nanshan took a bite of the roast chicken. She remembered what the original person had said to him.

Maybe they are the same poor people, but one is not welcomed by his family, and the other becomes a victim of a business war. What Nanshan You said to him back then was also said to herself, right?

Of course she knew he had the ability to get everything done.

It's just that people in the darkness will probably walk a long way through thorns for a little light, right?

And she is the endless white thorns.

He insisted on taking a detour with her, and if she exposed him, she would probably cut off the last straw he was holding on to.

Why should she make things difficult for a desperate and humble person? After all, he didn't do anything to hurt her.

That's good, there will be one less desperate person in the world, and this life will not be so miserable.

When Zhao Fei saw that Nanshan didn't take it seriously, with a hint of unbearable expression on his face, she knew that Mr. Bai just now seemed to have some connection with his master.

But she could tell that her young lady had no other thoughts about the swinger just now. She just felt pure...pity?

Yes, it is mercy.

Compassion like pity for a child in a foundry.

Her prince's emotional security.

Feeling relieved, Zhao Fei bit down on the chicken leg. The intensity of the disaster relief work in the past few days was not small, and she needed to eat meat and drink alcohol to supplement it.

After eating, the two of them paid the bill, went back to the inn and had a good sleep. They regained their energy and woke up feeling refreshed.

On the second day, the well-fed and drunk horses were full of energy, as if they knew they were going home. When they came back, the two of them galloped wildly in the direction they were walking back and forth.

Soon, they arrived in Langzhou. They first went to a medical thatched cottage to have a look. When they saw that there were no difficult diseases, they returned the horses and walked all the way to Qingshan Pavilion.

Xuan Qing had already prepared a private room and had a waiter waiting at the door to greet him.

As soon as the people arrived, the waiter sang: "This way, you two!" and then led the two of them to the private room upstairs.

Nanshan was still wearing men's clothes, and Zhao Fei stayed outside the door. Since it was the owner's exclusive private room at the end of the corridor, there was an outer room outside the door. Zhao Fei stayed in the outer room. After a while, the waiter came to serve her wine and food. .

Nanshan pushed the door open and entered the private room. Xuanqing also saw her coming in, stood up and came out: "Are you tired?" while moving the chair beside the table so that she could sit down.

"I'm not tired. I had a good rest yesterday." Nanshan sat down and motioned for him to sit next to her, "Sit down quickly."

As soon as Xuan Qing heard the word "yesterday", he remembered what Wu Shen reported about the man in white. He felt a little depressed for a moment, but his face remained calm and he sat down with an unnatural smile on his face. Around Nanshan.

"What about you? Have you had a good rest?" Nanshan helped him pour tea.

"Have a good rest." Xuan Qing also said casually. He returned home one day after her and rushed back to Langzhou non-stop overnight. However, he was not a mortal after all. Although he was injured, he could still carry much better than the people here. Yes, let alone traveling all night, even if you don't sleep for a few nights, it doesn't matter.

But there was no need for her to know this, lest she would feel some pity and make him as pitiful as the children in the nursery, which he didn't want to do.

Xuan Qing also touched her head and put her favorite dish into the dish in front of her.

Nanshan smiled and immersed himself in eating, while not forgetting to urge him to eat quickly.

"By the way." Nanshan ate for a while under Xuan Qingyi's gaze, then tucks the corner of his mouth with a handkerchief, "Do you know that apart from tokens, there is nothing else that needs to be done to recognize a relative in Xiling?"

"Xiling will draw a portrait of the royal family every year and put it in the ancestral hall. It will also indicate birthmarks and some unique blood symbols that belong to the royal family."

"A symbol of blood that belongs exclusively to the royal family? What is that?" Nanshan became interested. Although he is a mountain god, the people of South Vietnam are still relatively pragmatic. Immortals and spirits do not belong to the category of public life at all.

Now that I heard that Xiling has completely different customs and customs, my curiosity was immediately aroused.

"It is said that the royal family of Xiling was conceived by heaven. Just a drop of blood drops into the holy stone, and it will appear blue."

"Oh? Is there such a thing?" Nanshan was speechless. And the holy stone? She had been a mountain god for so many years, but she didn't even conceive a holy stone. She wanted to see this holy stone in Xiling.

"Yes." Xuan Qing also nodded and put the new snacks from Qingshan Pavilion on her plate, "Try it, the snack master made it new."

Watching her pick it up with chopsticks and put it to her lips, lightly parting her lips, taking a small bite, putting the snack back, and tilting her head to taste it carefully, I felt warm in my heart.

This is his girl.

A girl who will live a happy life no matter how hard it is.

She never felt sorry for herself because of her miserable life. She always savored the hardships carefully and enjoyed the hardships. She never lost her sincerity in saving others because of her own situation.

After endless reincarnations, God must also want her to take care of others in this world, right?

Thinking this way, it seemed that thinking about her being in the world for eternity, he didn't feel so painful anymore.

"It's very good. You can eat it too." Nanshan saw him looking at him absentmindedly. He was afraid that he remembered his previous misery and felt distressed. His face felt hot and he quickly gave him a piece of snack.

"Okay." Xuan Qing also came to his senses, responded lightly, lowered his head and started eating. The smile on the corner of his mouth and the blush behind his ears did not go away for a long time.

After lunch, he learned that Xuan Qing was going to the palace to resume his duties after taking a short rest, so Nanshan asked him to take the old man's "Book of Epidemics" with him.

It would be even better if this anti-epidemic method could be distributed from the palace to various places.

Xuan Qing also accepted the "Epidemic Book" and sat with Nanshan for a while before being urged to rest.

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In the afternoon, Nanshan Zhao Fei and others first went to Gu Buli's house to have a look, put on women's clothes and soon returned to the house. As always, Aunt Cui was waiting for them at the hanging flower gate at the entrance of the courtyard.

The two of them went to greet Mrs. Wang first, then Nanshan called Aunt Cui aside: "Didn't Renyazi send anyone over these days?"

She sat in a medical thatched cottage and went to the dental shop to say hello, but she was too busy these days and didn't bother to do anything. She didn't remember it until she got home today.

"I've been here," Aunt Cui said apologetically, "I did choose two lovely little girls, but Madam refused."

Seeing that Nanshan was silent, Aunt Cui added: "Miss, don't worry, I can arrange the work in the yard. Madam... maybe she didn't like others to see her, so she was determined Don’t want it.”

"That's all," Nanshan sighed, "Now she has the courage to go out in a wheelchair. It's understandable that she can't accept a few more people in the house for a while. Do you have two maids and women who can help you?"

"I've kept it, don't worry, eldest lady."

"That's good. Xiaoliang accompanies Brother Yu to school, and someone has to look after him when he comes back. He won't be doing hard work like before, and he is still young." Nanshan looked outside, and there were indeed one or two unfamiliar faces.

"Hey, thank you for your mercy, Miss." Aunt Cui was moved for a moment, put Nanshan's luggage in the room, took out the clothes she had prepared and scented them, and led Nanshan to the inner room to take a bath.

Seeing that the two of them were back, Achun rushed in to wait for Nanshan to take a bath. Aunt Cui withdrew and went to the second aunt's yard to report that she was safe.

Second Yiniang and others were relieved when they heard that Nanshan returned home safely. They only heard that there was an epidemic in Shili River and people were killed. But when they heard that Nanshan dared to go there, they were extremely worried.

The second aunt was really relieved that she came back safely.

As soon as Aunt Cui left, the second aunt took Nanshan Wan to the small Buddhist hall in the courtyard to worship and said that the Buddha would bless her.

Over here, Ah Chun sprinkled flower petals into Nanshan's bathtub and brought freshly cut pears for her to eat.

Nanshan completely relaxed in the bathtub. When he opened his eyes, he saw the small sachet on Achun's waist and remembered something.