Su Qianli smiled gently, held the herb bag in her hand, walked towards the two of them lightly, looked at An Yiran with a friendly gaze, and introduced: "Ran'er, this is the king of Donglin who rescued you from the water, and the sixth son of the current saint." ”

"He... Isn't he Lin Shen? An Yiran was shocked instantly, her heart was full of panic, she didn't expect that the rude son she had always held a grudge against was actually the noble sixth prince and her savior.

"Lin Shen is the personal guard of the Sixth Highness! On weekdays, he occasionally comes to the Beijing suburb courtyard, by the way, the day you just woke up, he came over. Although Su Qianli didn't understand why An Yiran mistook Song Moyu for Lin Shen, she still patiently explained.

"So, he is not Lin Shen, and the man who walked with Chang Feng that day is Lin Shen?" An Yiran's eyes widened and she screamed in panic, now she felt that she was really dead.

When she saw the person named Lin Shen that day, she also scolded the sixth prince in front of her in the name of Lin Shen, and no one reminded her at that time, she was afraid that she would be embarrassed, and she felt that she was ashamed of the person who was really named Lin Shen.

"Miss An, Lin Shen is here." At this time, a calm male voice suddenly sounded behind An Yiran, she immediately looked back and found that the person behind her was the guard who was walking side by side with Chang Feng that day, and he and Chang Feng were slowly walking towards her.

An Yiran stared at Lin Shen with a surprised gaze for a long time, and at this moment she was eager to find a fig leaf to cover her face tightly because of her misidentification.

Chang Feng pursed his lips and forced a snicker, and took the initiative to explain to An Yiran: "Miss An, you misunderstood, when His Royal Highness and Chang Feng visited your mansion that day, His Royal Highness didn't want to reveal his identity, so he showed himself as Lin Shen. ”

Lin Shen, who was standing next to Chang Feng, nodded in agreement, showed a modest and polite smile to An Yiran, and then reported his identity to her: "Miss An, in Xia Lin Shen, she is the personal guard of the Sixth Highness, obeys the orders of the Sixth Highness, and at the same time guards the life and death of the Sixth Highness, I never thought that there would be a misunderstanding, I am really sorry, I hope Miss An will understand!" ”

An Yiran looked embarrassed, thinking that she had just made insulting remarks to the six princes because of her ignorance, she instantly panicked, knowing that as the daughter of a businessman with a low background, she actually spoke viciously to the prince of the current dynasty and spoke wildly, and now she is afraid that ten lives are not enough to pay for her life.

She immediately changed into a docile look, looked at Song Moyu with low eyebrows, barely squeezed out an embarrassing smile, took the initiative to approach him, and said with a flattering and disobedient smirk: "His Royal Highness the King in the east, the little woman An Yiran has just been rude and offended, and I hope that His Royal Highness Haihan!" ”

"Oh? It's called An Yiran, right? Wasn't it quite tough just now? How can you admit it at this moment? Song Moyu showed an unfathomable smile on his face, stared at An Yiran with sharp eyes, and laughed mercilessly.

"Hehe, the little woman just had eyes and didn't know Huizhu, and she offended His Highness, so the little woman immediately went to reflect on it." An Yiran was a little apprehensive at this time, her little heart was pounding, facing the current Weihu, as a powerless and powerless woman in Beijing, she could only bow to the evil forces, and saving her humble life was the most important thing.

"Introspection? How do you reflect? Don't you still want to sue me? Song Moyu walked around her with contempt in his eyes, looked at her carefully, and pressed her with the advantage he was currently in.

Seeing this situation, Su Qianli, who was standing on the side, wanted to persuade her kindly, but when she saw Song Moyu's inadvertent suggestive eyes, she chose to be silent and quietly watched the good show in front of her.

"No, no, no, what is the complaint? The little girl also has to thank His Royal Highness the King of Donglin for saving her life! If it weren't for Your Highness's kindness to save you, the little woman's life would have been lost, and at the same time, thank Your Highness for your kindness in the past few days, the little woman will no longer bother, or take the first step, so that Your Highness and Sister Ali can get together, and we will meet again! An Yiran said cheekily, secretly planning to slip away quickly.

In such a situation, she is afraid that she can't stay longer, otherwise she will have to bow her head under the eaves, not to mention that she doesn't want to live a life of flattery.

So it is the best policy, although she can't be provoked, she can still afford to hide.

However, Song Moyu's next words are afraid that she can't even hide!

An Yiran was sneaking away and wanted to slip away, and as soon as she raised her feet and turned around, she was called by Song Moyu's calm voice: "Slow! Even if you want to repay your kindness, then you can't break your word! Otherwise, how can you be worthy of the good reputation that your father has accumulated over the years in foreign business? ”

An Yiran said bitterly in her heart: At this moment, she is afraid that she will not even be able to protect her life, why do she care about her father's reputation?

"Hehe, repay the favor, it must be repaid! It's just that the little girl's top priority is to find a place to settle down, so that she can stay and repay His Highness with peace of mind! An Yiran turned around, reluctantly squeezed out a sneer at Song Moyu, and said seriously.

At this time, she just wanted to escape from the Beijing suburb courtyard quickly, otherwise she didn't know how Song Moyu would retaliate against her disrespectful words.

"Where are you going? Isn't it my Beijing suburb courtyard, you still can't look down on it? Song Moyu frowned, his expression was solemn, and he slowly approached her, oppressing her with a strong aura.

Chang Feng and Lin Shen on the side both showed expressions of watching the show, pursed their lips and snickered, watching their master show his dark side.

An Yiran was so frightened by Song Moyu's suddenly approaching strong aura that she wanted to retreat again, but one couldn't stand on her feet and almost fell to the ground, Song Moyu quickly stretched out her hand to grab her arm, and just when she thought she had survived the fall, he suddenly let go, causing her to fall to the ground defenselessly, falling on all fours.

Sure enough, as she expected, he would not let her have a good time, and he would definitely take revenge on her with all his might, and let her fall so humiliatingly.

Su Qianli saw An Yiran sitting on the ground in embarrassment, she chuckled in her heart, secretly felt distressed for her, and planned to take the initiative to step forward to help her up.

But when she left, Song Moyu deliberately walked in front of her, directly blocked her way, and smiled softly at her: "Let's go, let's go into the house, this king hasn't come to see you for a long time, and I must catch up on the old days today." ”

"But, then, she..." Su Qianli's attention was not on Song Moyu at the moment, she looked at An Yiran who was sitting on the ground worriedly, and was about to speak out to help her, when Song Moyu interrupted: "Ah Li, I haven't seen you for a few days, you have lost weight!" Let's go, I'm a little hungry and want to eat your own noodles. ”

After speaking, Song Moyu took the initiative to take Su Qianli's hand, which made Su Qianli feel a little surprised.

He never took the initiative to take her hand, and she was led by him to the dining room in a little dazed.

Song Moyu led Su Qianli to walk a few steps, suddenly stopped, turned back to An Yiran, who had just gotten up from the ground, and ordered: "That's right! Since you want to repay the favor, then stay and clean all the courtyards of this suburban courtyard in Beijing for a month! ”

After he gave the order, he completely ignored An Yiran's surprised eyes on her face, and ignored her rebuttal, and walked directly to the dining room with Su Qianli.

Chang Feng and Lin Shen cast sympathetic glances at An Yiran at the same time, and kept up with Song Moyu and Qianli with a smile.

An Yiran stayed where she was and looked at the backs of a few people leaving, her brows furrowed, and she kept wailing in her heart: Why is she so unlucky? I met such a wicked person!

Cleaning all the courtyards of this Beijing suburb courtyard for a month is something she can't even imagine.

As the daughter of a rich family, not to mention the rough work of cleaning the courtyard, I am afraid that she has never even touched a broom, and this time she has to do this kind of rough work to repay her kindness!

In this way, she does not seem to repay the favor, but rather to be retaliated against.

An Yiran returned to the wing room dejectedly, depressed to the extreme.

She really couldn't figure it out, why was there such a big difference between the same princes? At first glance, the eighth prince is the kind of benevolent and generous, courteous son, and at this time, this villain under her roof is simply a bully and a villain who will be revenged!

Thinking of this, she was even more congested, if the bully knew that she was obsessed with Song Mohan, maybe she would go to Song Mohan to sue her, so that the reserved image she maintained in front of Song Mohan was afraid that it would collapse.

I didn't expect her to be so unlucky, she was so unexpectedly attacked by a narrow road, she couldn't escape if she wanted to!

Just when she was depressed alone in the room, Su Qianli suddenly brought a bowl of noodles, walked directly to the table and put it down, and walked to An Yiran, looked left and right at her body, and said with concern in her eyes: "Ran'er, you just fell, are you okay?" ”

"It's okay, it's just a fall, I didn't hurt anything, thank you Sister Ali for your concern!" An Yiran hurriedly waved her hand and replied disappreciatively, not wanting Su Qianli to worry about her.

"By the way, I just wanted to get you some herbs." Su Qianli said, took out a bag of herbs from her sleeve, walked to the table and put down the herb bag, and made a fuss about herself.

"Sister Ali, I just took the medicine myself, don't bother." Seeing this, An Yiran hurriedly walked to Su Qianli's side and stopped her.

"Let's take an extra layer of medicine! This herbal wound application is unique to us and is highly effective and will ensure that you will recover in a few days. Su Qianli gently persuaded, enthusiastically took An Yiran's hand, ignored her objections, directly pulled up her sleeves, and carefully applied Beiluo herbal mud for her.

"As a girl's family, it's not good to have scars on your hands, and you need to take care of them, you look at this thin skin and tender meat, it's really distressing." Su Qianli carefully medicated An Yiran while reading with distress in her eyes.

An Yiran didn't make any moves, and let Su Qianli give her medicine.

At a certain moment, she saw that Su Qianli was so caring and caring for herself, and she sighed in her heart, this feeling was very similar to when she was in trouble before and was covered with scars, her mother was also so meticulous in rubbing medicine for her.

As she thought about it, her eyes were inexplicably red and swollen, and an uncomfortable feeling blocked her chest.

At this time, she missed her mother more and more, but at present, it seems that the road to find her mother is difficult, she has no clue, she doesn't know where to start, and every step of the way is difficult.