Eighth Ye's Savage Concubine

Chapter 97 Take a Step to Talk

Zhenyuan Houfu.

An Yi sat in front of the desk, looking at the crumpled prescriptions on the desk, with a sad expression.

Maybe it was because she was so absorbed in reading the prescription that she didn't even notice that the door was opened.

"Sister, what are you looking at?"

An Ran's voice slowly entered his ears.

An Yi quickly pulled back her thoughts, and was just about to hide the prescription on the desk, but saw a white and tender hand quickly reaching out, holding the prescription and swaying past her eyes.

Suddenly, An Yi's heart tightened, and she hurriedly stood up: "Give it back to me!"

Stretching out her hand and spreading it in front of An Ran, An Yi looked at her nervously.

Seeing her flustered expression, An Ran became even more curious: "It's mysterious, let me see what you're looking at."

Holding the prescription in front of her eyes with a smile, An Ran quickly swept it away, and the smile on her face froze immediately.

Although she doesn't know medical skills, when she went to visit the queen in the palace yesterday, she saw the exact same prescription.

"This is the cure for the plague!" Looking up at Anyi who was standing in front of her, An Ran said very firmly: "You already know how to cure the plague, right?"

Frowning, An Ran looked at Anyi without moving her eyes.

Seeing An Yi being looked at like this, she felt even more flustered.

"give me back!"

Raising her hand, An Yi snatched the prescription back from An Ran's hand.

And her actions just confirmed An Ran's guess.

"Let me just say, with your medical skills, how could you not be able to think of a way to cure the plague. So it's not that you don't know how to treat them, but you are unwilling to treat them. But why, this shouldn't be the sister I know well ah!"

"I..." Faced with An Ran's questioning, An Yi didn't know how to defend herself.

She lowered her eyes, thought for a moment, and then raised her head suddenly: "An Ran, this matter is big or small, and you can't talk nonsense. This prescription is indeed a cure for plague, but when I plan to hand it over to the prince , The Eighth Princess has already found a cure for the plague, so I took it back."

"Really?"

"Exactly!"

After getting an affirmative answer, An Ran still didn't fully believe what An Yi said.

Although she is young, she is not stupid.

If An Yi didn't have a ghost in her heart, why would she be afraid of seeing this prescription just now?
But although her heart is clear, what's the use?

An Yi is her own sister, she doesn't want to believe that her sister is such a person.

Apart from choosing to believe An Yi's words, what else could she do?

The setting sun slanted to the west, and the afterglow of the sun cast a halo of yellow on the other courtyards in the suburbs.

The plague incident finally came to an end, and Yuan Hua relaxed.

She practiced martial arts in the backyard while it was still dark.

Bai Jinchu came out of the room in a wheelchair, saw her valiant figure, couldn't help but stop turning the wooden wheel of the wheelchair, and looked at her from afar.

When Su Nuannuan came out, she happened to see this scene.

The dim sunlight shone on the two of them, making them peaceful and beautiful.

She couldn't bear to break such a beauty, but she had no choice but to step forward and come to Bai Jinchu's side: "My lord, can I take a step to speak?"

"Ah."

Responding lightly, Bai Jinchu reluctantly looked away from Yuan Hua.

Raising his hand to turn the wooden wheel of the wheelchair, Bai Jinchu followed Su Nuannuan to the rockery in the garden.

"What is the princess regent doing with this king?"

(End of this chapter)