The masked man hiding in the shadows saw that Song Mohan had killed him halfway and disrupted his kidnapping plan, he had an annoyed expression on his face, and then glanced around vigilantly, and after confirming that no one noticed, he immediately dodged and left.

An Yiran faced Song Mohan with an absent-minded look, her eyes crossed Song Mohan, looked around vigilantly, and faintly felt the abnormal aura around her with her sensitive sense of smell.

When she found that the artificial aura before Song Mohan's appearance just now had disappeared, she was even more sure that there was indeed someone who was not good just now and was about to attack her, but she was just unintentionally disturbed by Song Mohan's sudden appearance.

"Miss An, are you okay? Why doesn't your face look good? Song Mohan looked at An Yiran's somewhat pale face seriously and asked with concern.

"I'm fine, it's just that it's too secluded and a little scared." An Yiran shook her head, casually finding a reason to explain her inner turmoil and cover up the truth in her heart.

"Then why are you here alone? I don't have a maid retinue or anything like that? Song Mohan turned his head to look at the deserted surroundings, and asked suspiciously, he couldn't figure out why An Yiran appeared here alone.

"My hands were burned by the hot porridge, and I wanted to go to the lake to find some water to wash, and I was busy giving porridge there, so I left my personal maid to help, so as not to delay everyone's charity schedule." An Yiran raised her hand to show the burn scar on her hand and explained carefully.

Although she did it intentionally this time, she appeared in front of Song Mohan in embarrassment every time, and she couldn't maintain her perfect image at all.

Song Mohan saw the red scar on the back of An Yiran's hand, and instantly felt a little distressed, and said without hesitation: "Let's go, this king will accompany you to the lake to wash your hands." ”

The two walked side by side to the lake, An Yiran squatted on the edge of the lake to carefully wash the scalded position, washed away the slimy porridge juice on her hands, and Song Mohan took out the scald ointment she carried with her to apply the medicine.

An Yiran quietly looked at Song Mohan, who was moving gently, and a warm current slowly flowed in her heart.

At this moment, Song Moyu's cold face inexplicably appeared in her mind, and she suddenly remembered that he had also done the same for her.

It's just that her heart is still inclined to Song Mohan at this time, after all, Song Mohan's character like a spring breeze gradually warmed her heart unconsciously and made her heart fall bit by bit.

As soon as Song Mohan's medicine was applied, it was immediately effective, the burns on the back of her hands gradually disappeared, the blisters atrophied little by little, and the injuries no longer hurt under the effect of the medicine.

"Thank you, Your Highness, my hands are no longer in the way." An Yiran raised her head, looked at Song Mohan's eyes full of tenderness, and said gratefully.

Her heart was like being poured into honey, sweetly blending.

"Miss An is polite, this king is just a gesture." Song Mohan smiled back at her gently.

"Eighth Highness, then I'll go back and help with the soup soup first." An Yiran suddenly remembered that Su Qianli and Yingyue in front of the nunnery were still busy, and she couldn't delay any longer.

With that, she turned and walked away, with a happy smile on her face, and even her walking steps became light and reserved.

"Miss An, tomorrow...... Do you have to be empty? Song Mohan hesitated to call An Yiran.

An Yiran heard his question, and immediately stopped, but she didn't turn around to answer for a long time, her heart was a little uneasy, and she was moved but hesitated.

"The weather has been very good recently, and this king wants to invite Miss An to go to the countryside to ride a horse and ride in autumn, I wonder if Miss An is interested?" Song Mohan saw that An Yiran didn't respond for a long time, so he mustered up the courage to continue asking, feeling nervous, for fear that she would directly refuse his invitation.

Horseback riding?

An Yiran was puzzled in her heart, her heart was about to move, horseback riding was her forte, although she was not as skilled as the grassland girl, but she was still quite skilled in basic horseback riding.

Since she was a child, her father often took her and her eldest brother An Zixuan to learn to ride horses, so she practiced a solid horseback riding skills.

"Let me think about it again, after all, I am a girl's family, and it seems that it is not proper to go to the countryside alone with His Eighth Highness." An Yiran turned around a little shyly and responded, putting on a reserved posture.

In fact, she especially wanted to accept this invitation in her heart, it was a good opportunity for her to be alone with Song Mohan!

"What's this? The countryside is sparsely populated, and no one will notice us. Song Mohan said with an indifferent face.

"So...... That's fine! Then it's up to you. An Yiran thought for a while and couldn't help but agree.

She didn't want to pretend to be reserved anymore, otherwise if Song Mohan was really rejected by her, then she would regret it.

"Let's go, this king will go with him to help with the soup kitchen." Song Mohan received An Yiran's answer, and instantly became happy, he strode to her side with a gentle smile on his face, and accompanied her back to the gate of the nunnery.

The soup kitchen here was already in the final stage, and the poor people who received the porridge were all scattered, and Yingyue looked around anxiously, and when she saw An Yiran finally returning, she hurriedly stepped forward to greet her young lady.

"Miss, you're finally back!" Hotaru Yue breathed a sigh of relief, and directly stepped forward to take An Yiran's hand and asked with peace of mind.

When she stood still, she realized that An Yiran was standing next to a man dressed as a nobleman.

Firefly Yue's eyes swept straight past Song Mohan's body, carefully looking at his perfect facial features like carving, and felt that his temperament was elegant and elegant.

"Who is this son?" Hotaru asked curiously, her gaze staying on Song Mohan's face.

"Ah Yue, this is His Royal Highness the Eighth Prince." An Yiran pointed at Song Mohan and introduced to Yingyue.

"Hotaru has seen His Royal Highness!" When Hotaru heard this, she was a little flustered, she didn't expect that the noble prince in front of her was the prince of the Heavenly Family, so she hurriedly followed the rules and etiquette and saluted.

"Get up, where are you busy? This king came over to help. Song Mohan said with a generous and benevolent face, and glanced at the soup table to check the progress of getting along with the soup kitchen.

"Back to His Royal Highness, it's over." Hotaru replied truthfully.

Su Qianli, who was closing the stall, saw An Yiran coming back, and she also brought Song Mohan, she smiled, put down her things, walked towards them quickly, and walked in front of Song Mohan to salute: "Qianli has seen His Royal Highness!" ”

"Miss Su, get up, did the soup kitchen go well today?" Song Mohan gave a routine greeting.

"Back to His Royal Highness, today is very smooth, and thanks to Ran'er and the others who came together to help, today's porridge has been all done, and they are ready to go back!" Su Qianli did not forget to talk about An Yiran when she reported truthfully, and tried to help her make a good impression on Song Mohan.

"It's good if it goes well, this king is too late to help, so I'll send someone to send you back!" Song Mohan kindly proposed, and immediately summoned Yun Yi, who was waiting for him in the distance.

"No, no, we'll just go back by ourselves." When An Yiran heard this, she hurriedly waved her hand and refused, for fear of causing trouble to Song Mohan.

"Hotaru Moon, you accompany me to a place." Su Qianli pondered for a while, with a meaningful smile on her face, enthusiastically took Yingyue's hand, and then turned to Song Mohan and said, "Eighth Highness, I am sorry for you to send Ran'er back to the Beijing suburb courtyard safely." ”

"But I have to accompany Miss......" Yingyue was a little embarrassed, she didn't understand Su Qianli's intentions, and refused stupidly.

"Let's go! Your young lady is safe, don't stay and disturb others. Su Qianli ignored Yingyue's refusal, and directly pulled her away with a stunned face, and did not forget to glance at Song Mohan when she left.

Song Mohan instantly comprehended Su Qianli's hint, raised the corners of his mouth and smiled, and then turned his head to look at An Yiran, who was a little stunned.

Like Yingyue, she also didn't understand Su Qianli's intentions, she kept looking at Su Qianli's back as she pulled Yingyue away, frowned and wondered, "Sister Ali, what does this mean?" Why did you take Ah Yue? ”

"Maybe there's something important to bother Miss Firefly." Song Mohan also looked at the two backs in front of him, and said gratefully.

Then he turned his head to An Yiran and said, "Let's go, this king will send you back." ”

……

Lin Shen had just been protecting An Yiran in the dark, keeping an eye on everything behind her, but the appearance of Song Mohan changed the situation.

When he vaguely noticed that the masked man who had been following An Yiran in the shadows couldn't succeed because of Song Mohan's appearance and sneaked away, he immediately chased after him.

However, the man's speed was too fast, and he fled from the wall, and his light skills were extremely strong, causing Lin Shen to be unable to catch up, so he could only watch him slip away.

Lin Shen was helpless, left Yuguan Nunnery in advance, and went to Beijing to report to Song Moyu about today's emergency situation.

Song Moyu heard what Lin Shen said, his eyebrows and eyes frowned, pondered for a long time, and after a while, he said unhurriedly: "You mean that the eighth brother of this king also appeared in Yuguan Nunnery?" ”

"That's right, it's just that my subordinates don't know when His Royal Highness went to Yuguan Nunnery, but when the masked man was about to attack Miss An, His Royal Highness suddenly rushed out from elsewhere and stopped her."

Lin Shen was puzzled and said what he saw today, he really couldn't figure out why Song Mohan also happened to appear in Yuguan Nunnery today, and he also disrupted their plan.

"You mean, the eighth brother noticed it, so he called An Yiran?" Song Moyu heard the deep meaning in Lin Shen's words, and his face changed slightly in an instant.

"It seems to the subordinates that it is, because the moment His Royal Highness suddenly rushed out, his expression was a little panicked, but what the subordinates were puzzled about was that when Miss An turned around and saw His Royal Highness, His Royal Highness's face returned to normal, and he did not inform Miss An that she was being followed." Lin Shen was delicate, and he saw the clue at once, and carefully recalled what he saw today.

"In that case, what is the intention of the eighth brother?" Song Moyu narrowed his eyes and sorted out all the words that Lin Shen said in his mind, but he couldn't think of any breakthrough.

"The subordinates will definitely investigate this matter clearly." Lin Shen clasped his hands towards Song Moyu and swore a promise.

"Let's go, let's go to the Beijing suburb courtyard first, go to An Yiran for a while, and see if she is fascinated by love?" Song Moyu nodded in response, got up and left the palace in the east, and took Lin Shen out of Beijing to the suburbs of Beijing.