The Flirtatious Prince and His Savage Concubine

Lu Lingxi sat at the table, feeding himself, thinking about what had just happened, and became more and more certain that Xiaoyuer's serious injury was fake, but he didn't know why he did that. After a meal, he ate a little absent-mindedly, and didn't taste what the food in Tian'e Tower tasted like.

When Lu Lingxi was almost full, he heard Xiao Yuer say to Chunhong, "Please serve me some soup."

Hearing this, Lu Lingxi suddenly had an idea and came up with a bad idea, so he smiled and said, "I'll do it! I'll do it!"

As he spoke, he swiftly picked up a clean bowl to fill with soup, and then hurriedly brought it to Xiaoyuer's bedside. When he was almost at the bedside, he heard a cry of "Ouch!", and Lu Lingxi tripped over his left foot and fell again, and the whole bowl of soup spilled accurately onto the gauze on Xiaoyuer's head.

The soup was not very hot, but the scene did catch Nan Wangyu off guard. He didn't know what to do next. He didn't even know how to take the vegetable leaves off his forehead with his intact hand.

While Nan Wangyu was stunned, Lu Lingxi had already taken off the vegetable leaves and helped him untie the bandage. He kept saying, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean it. Dad always says I'm clumsy. I didn't accept it before, but now it seems that I'm really too stupid. This gauze is soaked in soup, it's easy to cause infection in the wound, it will be troublesome then, let me take it off and change it for you."

Before Nan Wangyu could stop him, Lu Lingxi had already swiftly untied all the gauze. He looked left and right at his head and asked innocently, "Xiao Yu'er, there's no wound on your head. You just said you didn't have a concussion, so where are you injured?"

The current situation is very unfavorable for Nan Wangyu. Ying Mo, who was eavesdropping outside the door, was worried about his master.

Lu Lingxi's inquiring eyes made Nan Wangyu a little nervous, and he stuttered, "Maybe... maybe it's okay?"

Lu Lingxi: "Healed? Where did you find this miracle doctor? It healed in just a short time? There's not even a scar left?" This sounds outrageous, and no normal person would believe it.

Then Lu Lingxi looked at Xiao Yu'er's leg, "Is your leg healed now?"

Nan Wangyu's brain was working rapidly at this time, and he quickly explained: "I probably didn't get hurt on my head. There might be some blood on my hand just now, and I accidentally touched my head. The old doctor's eyesight is not good, and he insisted that my head was broken. I just told him that I didn't feel any pain, so how could the skin be broken? The old doctor insisted that he had been practicing medicine for decades, so how could he be wrong? I believed him and thought that I was too thick-skinned to feel it."

After hearing this, Lu Lingxi asked doubtfully: "Really?"

He looked around again. Although he was still confused, he smiled and said, "Well, the light in this room is indeed a little poor. Maybe the old doctor is wrong. You will suffer less."

Seeing that Lu Lingxi seemed to believe it, Nan Wangyu secretly patted his sweat on his face and thought: "Fortunately, I am smart enough!"

Nan Wangyu was just feeling lucky that he had managed to resolve the issue smoothly when he heard Lu Lingxi say with a hint of apology: "I'm sorry, you're covered in soup and your bed is dirty. Let me change it for you." Then he was about to take action again.

When Ying Mo heard this, he quickly pushed the door open and said, "Let me help Tai... him change. After all, men and women shouldn't touch each other."

Yingmo habitually wanted to call him His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, but luckily, when the pronunciation of the word "太" was halfway through, he cleverly changed it to "他", which didn't sound much different.

Chunhong and Liulu originally wanted to stop Lu Lingxi from taking off Xiaoyuer's clothes, but when they saw that someone had already stopped them, they stopped talking and turned to look at the person who came in.

After seeing the man's face clearly, Chunhong was surprised. Isn't this the Crown Prince's personal guard? He was responsible for issuing many missions and making connections, so Chunhong had seen him before. Why was he here? And was he here to take care of Xiaoyuer? Then she turned around and looked at Xiaoyuer suspiciously. It seemed that this man's identity was not as simple as a secret guard. Who was he?

Ying Mo picked up a set of clothes from the closet and came to Nan Wangyu's bed. Just as he was about to change his clothes, he saw Nan Wangyu winking at him and understood instantly. He turned to Lu Lingxi who was still standing there stupidly and said, "I'm going to change his clothes. Shouldn't you girls step aside?"

Lu Lingxi, Chunhong and Liulu seemed to react only after hearing what was said. They all ran towards the door as if there was a ferocious beast chasing them from behind.

After they all left, Nan Wangyu lowered his voice and said, "What do you mean by 'you girls'? Watch your words. Be respectful to Lingxi. Even though she hasn't married into the Crown Prince's Mansion yet and can't be called 'Crown Princess', she should be called 'Miss Lu'."

Ying Mo nodded and said, "Yes, I understand. Wasn't it because I was in a hurry just now that I didn't pay attention. In my heart, I have the utmost respect for the Crown Princess."

After Ying Mo expressed his respect for Lu Lingxi, he began to tease Nan Wangyu, "I think the future Crown Princess is worthy of being the daughter of a general. She has already made you obedient before she even entered the mansion. Such a big bowl of soup was poured directly on your forehead, and you didn't dare to say a word." After saying this, he chuckled.

Nan Wangyu rolled his eyes at Ying Mo and said, "You are the one who talks too much. If you keep talking like this, I will immediately send you to a training camp for two months."

Ying Mo stopped laughing when he heard this. The secret guard training camp that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince mentioned was not a place that ordinary people could stay. He had finally managed to get out of there, and he didn't want to go back. Moreover, he was sent back by His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, so it must be even more harsh than before. In two months, he would be skinned alive if he didn't die.

The horrifying scene from the previous training flashed through his mind, and Ying Mo quickly put his hands on his lips, blocking his mouth tightly, to show that he would never talk nonsense again.

As long as Ying Mo didn't talk so much, he would work very efficiently. He would quickly change the sheets and quilt covers, help Nan Wangyu change his clothes, and tie the gauze back as it was.

After finishing all this, Ying Mo opened the door for Lu Lingxi and others. This time, Ying Mo did not go out to guard the door, but stood by Nan Wangyu's bed waiting for instructions.

After Lu Lingxi entered the room, he asked again symbolically: "Xiao Yu'er, do you still want to drink soup? I'm really sorry for what I did just now. Can I serve you another bowl?"

Nan Wangyu was afraid that Lu Lingxi would accidentally put the bowl of soup on his head again, so he quickly said, "No need, change your clothes. He has already served me the soup, and I've already drunk it."

After that, Nan Wangyu pulled Yingmo and said, "Lingxi, I just forgot to introduce him to you. This person is Yingmo. We have been on several missions together, so we have some friendship. Seeing that I have difficulty in moving, he stayed to take care of me."

Lu Lingxi and Ying Mo nodded and said, "Hello!"

Lu Lingxi looked at Ying Mo's face and thought, "This prince must be obsessed with looks. Not only does he like beautiful women, but his secret guards also pick those with good looks. He probably doesn't like my plain looks. It seems that as long as I can see him, this marriage will definitely be cancelled."

Nan Wangyu didn't know what Lu Lingxi was thinking. He just felt that she was looking at Yingmo for a little too long. His face suddenly became unhappy. He looked at Yingmo unkindly, as if to say, "What's so good about you? You're not even one-tenth as good as me."

Yingmo felt like Alexander for a moment as he endured the two gazes.