Quick wear, the beautiful and soft female supporting role's charming road

Ning Jiaoyan looked at him with interest, then squatted down, pinching his chin like he had gripped hers before. "I said, you didn't come to me expecting me to collect your body, did you? But I didn't expect you to survive. Now, I'm your savior, so you better treat me better from now on."

He just looked at her without saying a word. Ning Jiaoyan slid her fingers downwards, touching the skin, and tilted her head like a fairy. "If I do something to you now, you shouldn't be able to resist, right?"

Ning Jiaoyan let him go only after seeing some anger in his eyes.

"I'm just kidding."

"I'm getting married, so naturally I can't mess around with other men anymore."

Ning Jiaoyan didn't look at his reaction, but went out to check if Zhao An had left any traces. After dealing with some clues, she went back to make a bed for him on the floor and hid him under the bed.

Two days passed and no one noticed.

When I brought him lunch at noon, I found that he was gone.

Yes, he can't disappear for too long, otherwise it will easily arouse suspicion.

Ning Jiaoyan suddenly thought of Lin Qinghe and the distant and cold look in his eyes when he left. He should be fine.

When Shuixian came to look for her princess, she saw her princess kneeling beside the bed, her hands pressing down the opened sheets... "Princess, what are you looking at under the bed? Is there something under the bed?"

Ning Jiaoyan calmly put down the bed sheet and stood up from the ground. "I found an injured cat earlier. I kept it under the bed. I brought it food today, but it disappeared unexpectedly."

Narcissus naturally believed what Gege said, "Don't be sad, Gege. Cats are like this. If they are not raised from a young age, they are generally not affectionate."

"By the way, Gege, someone from the Jing family is here."

Ning Jiaoyan turned around and asked, "Who is it?"

Narcissus didn't look that happy. "It's Master Jing. It seems... he's here to propose marriage."

She forced a smile, "That's great."

Jing Luming came to propose marriage formally.

Narcissus lowered her eyelashes to hide her sadness and loss. She was now certain that the princess did not like the eldest son of the Jing family at all.

The princess must like the handsome man who hugged her and cried that day.

She didn't understand, but she could see that he loved Gege very much, and Gege seemed to have... deep feelings for him too.

Shuixian followed behind, glancing at Gege's back. "Gege, do you really have to marry the eldest son of the Jing family? If you don't like it, given how much the prince and his wife love you, they probably won't... force you."

Ning Jiaoyan stopped and looked at her in surprise. "Why do you ask that? Of course I must marry him. No one is forcing me."

No one can force her.

What's going on with this girl?

Why does her expression and tone make her look like she's about to jump into the fire?

Could it be that even the maidservant beside the original body was more clear-headed than her, and that Jing Luming was not the right husband for her princess at all?

Ning Jiaoyan laughed twice, "Alright, don't worry about your princess. Jing Luming is not a monster. Just wait and see how the princess enjoys the good life!"

Narcissus is a little o_o ....

"Even if Gege doesn't marry, Shuixian will still have a good life, right?"

Ning Jiaoyan burst into laughter, somewhat disregarding her image, but Shuixian understood what she was saying. "You clever little thing, you're right."

Narcissus was depressed, "Then why do you want to get married?"

Ning Jiaoyan couldn't say more, because she had no choice in her identity, but she could only say: "Because, I like Brother Lu Ming very much. If I want to be with him forever, I have to get married-"

Jing Luming was dressed very nicely today. He changed out of his suit and put on a light yellow brocade jacket with gold edges and golden chrysanthemums. It softened his usual coldness and added a bit of warmth.

She liked the way he was dressed today.

"Brother Luming!"

She ran over, thinking that he would catch her given his recent softening attitude, but he didn't move and just smiled.

It must not be her illusion. Jing Luming seemed to have returned to his original attitude towards her, distant but polite.

The Recall Pill seemed to have this function, erasing the memory of her ridiculous behavior and restoring the target person's feelings towards her to their original state.

In short, it fits the script.

She didn't show any dissatisfaction, but just twirled her skirt with a happy look on her face.

The marriage was finally settled, she... was getting married.

Zhao Anye's injuries healed quickly, but he still didn't want to leave. He didn't know why he felt so safe under the bed of this heartless, evil woman.

It seemed even more comfortable than the bed he had slept on for so many years.

This caused him to suffer from sleepless nights.

However, he was still unwilling to admit that it was because of that woman.

He disappeared for two days, but he couldn't disappear any longer. Even though his injuries hadn't fully healed, he still went to work. He ran into Zhou Yun head-on. He looked very bad and walked hurriedly.

They were actually not very familiar with each other. Because of Ning Jiaoyan, he suspected that he and her had teamed up to discover his identity, but he tried many times and this person didn't pay attention to him.

We only get together to eat when necessary.

He explained his absence to his superiors, saying the weather had changed drastically in recent days and he'd caught a cold and fever and hadn't had time to report in. He was a thin, elegant man, and his poor health was well known to the unit.

He had taken the prescription provided by Ning Jiaoyan for more than a month, and not only did the scars on his body disappear, but his skin also became whiter. The unit conducted a comprehensive inspection of his entire body.

Everyone was there at the time, and word has spread since then that he is essentially a noble young man.

The body and skin are so precious.

So, no one doubted him at all.

The reason why he still wanted to test Ning Jiaoyan was because... he was angry, furious, sad and jealous.

Ning Jiaoyan Ning Jiaoyan——Why is it always her?!

The bow she had tied to treat his wound was still tied on his chest. He didn't know whether the wound had healed or not, but he felt that the wound was getting more itchy every day, which meant that new skin and flesh must be growing.

Every day when he returned home, he would stand in front of the mirror for a long time, unbutton his collar and shirt, and "admire" the bow on his chest in a trance.

Unfortunately today, looking at the slightly open door, he lowered his head and thought for a while, then pushed the door open and went in.

"Why are you here? The situation is very tense right now, so it's better not to get too close... Bang!"

Zhao An was also knocked to the ground. He gasped twice and looked at Lin Qinghe, "What's wrong with you lately? Have you gotten used to beating me?"

Lin Qinghe grabbed his collar and pulled him up, asking, "Did you go to find her?"

Zhao An didn't want to answer. He forced a smile and said, "What are you talking about? How could I possibly go find her? This ruthless woman has played us around. I really hate her so much just thinking about her."

"I can't possibly go find her."

He pulled Lin Qinghe's hand down from his chest and said, "You can't forget her, right? Why are you asking me this?"

Lin Qinghe's heart sank, her face turned cold, and she loosened her grip. "That's good. A noble lady like her is not someone we can get involved with. I just came to see you. You handled that mission too hastily last time and got yourself injured."

Apart from the woman who connected them, they were the closest of companions and friends, and they cared deeply for each other.

Lin Qinghe brought some medicine and turned his back. "Take off your clothes, I'll change the medicine for you."

Zhao An naturally couldn't take it off, because if he did, he would see everything.

"You said the person you were hiding with had already treated your wound. You haven't had time to go to the hospital these past few days, so your wound must be healing slowly..."

He suddenly felt weak and sat on the chair. "I went to find her. She treated my wound."

"It's...almost done."

The room was instantly silent.