Chapter Forty-Three: Self-inflicted?

From the study to the inner courtyard, the people passing by all opened their mouths wide and froze, rubbed their eyes, and confirmed that they were not mistaken. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

Miss, what's wrong, she was actually hugged back by Jing Gongzi again.

On the bluestone road, I couldn't help but petrify a group of people.

However, how does it look like such a match? Talented men and women, with the extraordinary bearing of Jing Gongzi, with their young lady, they are really envious of others.

Jing Ning naturally didn't know what Jiujiu was in people's hearts, she sat on the wooden chair and watched Jinglan take out the medicine bag in her room with ease, open it and take the potion powder and white gauze.

Only then did she suddenly realize that for so many days, her injuries seemed to have been handled by him.

was afraid that Qingzhi's hands would hurt her if she didn't understand, so she came to her courtyard on time every day to change the gauze.

Even the bitter medicinal soup she had to drink every day was all boiled by his own hands.

When exactly were they...... How familiar has it become?

Jing Ning herself felt incredible, she had never accepted a person so quickly, accepted all his actions and words, just for a short period of time, it seemed that she could feel all the advantages of this person.

She's stunned, isn't she...... Jing Ning smiled.

"What's the matter, absent-minded." Jing Lan half-jokingly said, "I just forcibly sent you back to bandage your wounds, so I can't bear those official documents?" ā€

He smiled, but Jing Ning stared at him and asked seriously, "Jing Lan, I want to ask you something." ā€

Slightly stunned by her appearance, his eyes were dotted, and he chuckled, "What? ā€

"You...... Why are you so nice to me? ā€

She wasn't the one to bury all her questions in her heart, and she wanted an answer to a question she wanted back.

Jing Lan's eyes didn't know what flashed, so fast that people couldn't catch it, he paused, and sat down opposite her, as gentle as a brother next door.

"Because you're too painful. I have never seen a woman as desperate as you who can be more persevering than a man for her goals. What's more, if you fall, what will happen to so many people in Pingcheng? ā€

Be...... Is it just for Heijo?

Jing Ning pursed her lips and smiled bitterly, and a wave of loss still swelled up in her heart. I think it's a little funny, I will actually have a day of self-inflicted affection.

She bumped into his gaze, lowered her head slightly, exhaled and whispered, "That's it." Then he slowly smiled, "I have entrusted the blessings of the people of a city, and you have to take care of them, and I have repeatedly turned dangers into disasters." ā€

Jing Lan shook his head and smiled, "It's just a gesture, but there is one thing I was about to discuss with you, and the displaced people over there in the Gongyuan are basically in good health, and I have no reason to continue to stay in the Xue Mansion." As soon as the wound on your arm heals, I'll move back to where I came from. ā€

I have known for a long time that there will be such a day, but after all, we will have to separate.

Jing Ning tugged at the corners of his mouth, "It's okay, I've worked hard for you this time, thank you." ā€

Touching her head, "If you have anything to say thank you to me, rest first, I'll let Qingzhi boil something for you to eat." ā€

Covering the door lightly, Jing Lan stopped abruptly when he walked down the steps, and the wind in his ears accelerated for a while, but the figure who was about to go outside the courtyard suddenly turned around, and after a while, he turned around and jumped, and then fixed his eyes to look, but he was no longer there.

Outside Xue's mansion, in a hidden alley, a guard in green clothes bowed his head respectfully and reported to the handsome man in front of him one by one.

"Young master, the crown prince Xiao Yan will come to Pingcheng in a month, what does the master mean, do you want to avoid it first?"