After traveling through time, she just wanted to eat, drink and have fun

Zhang Ling was overjoyed when he saw Xiaoying accept the silver hairpin and immediately offered to apply medicine for him. He showed a simple smile on his face. Without saying anything, he quickly took off his clothes. When his shirt was off and his upper body was exposed, he said shyly, "Um... can you be a little gentler? It was really painful when I applied the medicine the last few times. Actually, I'm almost healed now, so you don't have to use too much force." After saying that, he revealed a hint of expectation in his eyes, expecting Xiaoying to be gentler on his injured part.

It wasn't that Zhang Ling pretended to be pitiful to gain sympathy, but Xiaoying's hands were really strong, and every time she applied medicine to him, it would bring unbearable pain. This severe pain even destroyed the ambiguous atmosphere that might have existed between the two of them.

Xiaoying was a little skeptical when she heard this: "This is not good. The doctor told me before that I need to use a little more force so that the medicine can be better absorbed, which is more conducive to the recovery of the injury."

"It's okay, don't worry! I asked the doctor this morning, and he said that my wound has basically healed. Now I don't need to use so much force to apply the ointment, otherwise it will easily cause the wound to split again, which is not good for recovery." Zhang Ling hurriedly explained. He suddenly realized a problem after these days. In the past, if the brothers around him were injured and went to see a doctor, it seemed that no doctor had proposed such a special way of using medicine. Could it be that the doctor in the mansion was not good at medicine? Or... was he deliberately making things difficult for me? Thinking of this, Zhang Ling couldn't help but mutter in his heart.

[House Doctor: You can’t do it, neither can your whole family. I’m deliberately trying to trick you. Who told you to wake up in the middle of the night to check your injuries, and even have to play along with you guys?]

Since it was the court doctor who said so, Xiaoying believed it. She opened the medicine bottle and carefully applied the ointment on Zhang Ling's wound. Her eyes were focused and her technique was gentle. As she applied the ointment, she stopped and her thoughts gradually drifted away. She remembered the cherry blossom silver hairpin Zhang Ling had given her and his behavior, and a strange feeling surged in her heart.

Her expression became complicated, and her innocent concern gradually turned into a hint of doubt. She began to realize that Zhang Ling gave her the silver hairpin not just out of kindness, but out of a special affection for her.

This realization made Xiaoying panic. She asked herself that she had never developed any romantic feelings for Zhang Ling, but she accepted Zhang Ling's silver hairpin unintentionally. Now that she guessed his feelings, she should react to them. If he liked her, she should respond. If he didn't like her, she should return the gift as soon as possible and express her feelings tactfully. She should never keep him hanging in the air.

So, do I like Zhang Ling?

In fact, deep down in her heart, she was willing to give Zhang Ling a chance to try. Perhaps this meant that she still had some feelings for him.

So, she pretended to be calm, gently applied medicine to Zhang Ling's wound, and asked casually: "Zhang Ling, why did you give me the silver hairpin?"

Hearing this, Zhang Ling's body trembled slightly, and Xiaoying immediately noticed that the muscles in the part where she was wiping the ointment tensed up instantly. She couldn't help but feel worried that this would make the wound more painful, but since the question had been raised, she had to get an answer.

After all, it was not her style to dawdle. And even if it really hurt, it didn't matter. At most, it would be what she guessed. In this case, Zhang Ling would have taken advantage! It didn't matter if it hurt a little. If it wasn't the case, then it was Zhang Ling's bad luck. Who made him have no vision and didn't cherish such a good thing! He was simply blind!

Thinking of this, Xiaoying secretly made up her mind to find out Zhang Ling's true thoughts no matter what.

From Cong Xiaoying's perspective, she noticed that Zhang Ling's ears were slightly red, and she felt relieved. At this moment, Zhang Ling in front of her stammered, "I... that... I happened to see this silver hairpin when I went out a while ago, and I thought it was a perfect match for you, but I never found a suitable opportunity to give it to you, so I'm taking this opportunity to give it to you today."

After hearing this, Sakura finally felt relieved. It turned out that he really had fallen in love with her a long time ago.

Zhang Ling hesitated for a long time, but finally he gritted his teeth and made up his mind: "Xiaoying, I like you and have liked you for a long time. Since the first time I saw you, I felt that you are very good. I like your straightforward and neat personality. I even often fantasize that if I can be with you and have a child like you in the future, how happy it would be!"

Sakura rolled her eyes helplessly and teased, "You're already thinking about children before you even start having them? What, do you just want a child?"

After hearing this, Zhang Ling's heart skipped a beat and he secretly said "not good", thinking that what he said was indeed ambiguous. He was a little flustered and turned around to explain, but because of his violent movements, he pulled the wound on his body, and he couldn't help but grimace in pain.

Even so, he still endured the pain and said to Sakura: "No, no, no, Sakura, don't get me wrong, that's not what I meant! What I want to express is that I like you very much, and I really want to spend every day of the future with you."

Xiaoying couldn't help laughing when she saw Zhang Ling's painful and funny look. She originally just wanted to tease Zhang Ling, but seeing how nervous he was, she stopped making things difficult for him and said softly, "Okay, I understand what you mean. Turn around and let me check if your wound has split."

Hearing Xiaoying say this, Zhang Ling was delighted and asked quickly: "Then Xiaoying, do you agree to me?" Xiaoying rolled her eyes at him again and said angrily: "It's not that simple, it depends on your performance next!" In fact, Xiaoying also has a good impression of Zhang Ling, but she feels that they need more time to get to know each other.

Zhang Ling naturally understood what Xiaoying meant. He secretly breathed a sigh of relief, glad that he hadn't messed up just now. Although he seemed a little clumsy in terms of feelings, he was not stupid. He immediately said, "Don't worry, Xiaoying, I will definitely try my best to show you my sincerity!"

Zhang Ling knew that he was very satisfied with the opportunity he had now. After all, he and Xiaoying had only known each other for a short time, so he could not expect her to agree to him immediately. As long as there was hope, he believed that through his unremitting efforts, he would be able to win Xiaoying's heart one day.

At Prince Jing's place, three people were seen sitting in the study with solemn expressions, concentrating on discussing several plans proposed by Prince Jing.

Prince Jing seemed more inclined to report the matter to the emperor and expand the matter. He advocated the establishment of a place similar to a modern shelter in the area to provide assistance to women in distress. This would not only provide substantial help to these women, but also demonstrate Prince Jing's benevolence.

However, Zhu Yu and Ai Yun held a different view. They thought they should announce to the public that they had encountered bandits, then burn the place down and claim that the bandits had fled because they were afraid of being punished. In this way, Mr. Xiaoyao and the group of women could be portrayed as innocent victims and successfully escape from the predicament.

As for the future fate of these women, Zhu Yu also put forward his own unique ideas: first, let them sign a voluntary contract to sell themselves, expressing their gratitude to the prince for saving their lives and their willingness to become slaves to serve Prince Jing. Then, announce the news in public so that everyone knows.

Of course, this was just a superficial move. In fact, Zhu Yu had already thought about how to really settle these women. He planned to give them a portion of his property to manage, or arrange suitable jobs for those women who were able to work, to ensure that everyone could be properly taken care of. Zhu Yu even took the initiative to offer a cloth shop to settle them.

In this heated discussion, everyone expressed their opinions and tried to find a good solution that could solve the problem while taking the overall situation into consideration. The final decision will probably take some careful consideration today before it can be finalized.