Quick Wear: Plan to Save the Unrequited Boss

The capital city was prosperous, and the daytime markets were packed with people. Xiao Zhiyan hated crowds, noise, large crowds, and this bustling market.

But at this time he pretended to be a young man who seldom went out and was curious about everything he saw.

"Cousin A Ling, is this cake delicious?"

Wen Ling nonchalantly played along with him, and when she saw the cakes he was pointing at, she simply threw some change to the vendor so he could fill his bag with the cakes.

Xiao Zhiyan took a bite and found it rough and too sweet.

After eating one piece, he stopped eating. Wen Ling raised an eyebrow, took a look, and started eating it himself.

Xiao Zhiyan was stunned and looked at her blankly.

"Why, don't you think it tastes bad?"

The prince who lived a life of luxury in the palace naturally wouldn't like the crudely made snacks from the market. He probably wouldn't eat a second piece anyway. She hadn't eaten much in the palace that morning, and had only drunk tea at the Changyan Tower. It was almost noon now.

She was hungry too, and it wouldn't be nice to waste food. If he didn't want to eat, she would just eat it for him!

"How do you know I don't like it?"

Wen Ling raised her eyes to look at him, and saw that he was looking at her with an expression full of curiosity. The faint coldness that always floated between his eyebrows was completely gone. Instead, his dazed state seemed a little dull, and his eyes were much clearer. Wen Ling could even see herself in them, and the original deep and dark look was completely gone.

He looks more like an eighteen-year-old boy.

"Isn't it obvious? You frowned after taking one bite, and you didn't eat the second piece after finishing it."

Xiao Zhiyan lowered his eyes, his eyelashes trembling slightly, and murmured.

"Is it obvious?"

But this was the first time someone had noticed his likes and dislikes, and he felt an indescribable emotion.

After eating a few pieces of cakes, Wen Ling was really hungry. She felt a little greedy when she saw the red date cakes sold on the side. Just when she was about to ask the boss to cut a piece for her, she saw Xiao Zhiyan standing on the side.

You can't eat alone, otherwise the piece of food will become two pieces when it reaches your mouth.

"Try it, it's delicious. The owner of this stall has been running it for many years."

Wen Ling handed one of the hot red date cakes to Xiao Zhiyan and took a bite of her own piece.

She didn't notice Xiao Zhiyan's obscure gaze towards her.

I followed her example and took a bite. It was very soft and sticky with the sweetness of red dates, but not greasy. It was indeed quite delicious.

After walking around with Xiao Zhiyan for a while, Wen Ling felt that the red date cake she had just eaten had been digested, and now it was time to have lunch to fill her stomach.

Looking at Xiao Zhiyan beside her, Wen Ling was too lazy to deal with him.

"Cousin Zhiyan has been strolling around for a while now. Why don't I have someone take you back to the palace?"

Xiao Zhiyan, who was in a relatively good mood, was filled with coldness and his mood changed drastically when he heard Wen Ling's words.

It seemed as if he had lost his balance and fell to the ground again.

Again?

Wen Ling had no choice but to hold him up, and only heard him let out a soft cry.

Xiao Zhiyan leaned against her and spoke in a low voice.

"Cousin A Ling, I think I sprained my ankle."

Wen Ling lowered her eyes and met his raised ones. The redness in her eyes made her charming features even more alluring and more pitiful.

Wen Ling squatted down to take a look, and saw that his ankle was swollen like a bun.

Tsk, he is indeed a future tyrant, cruel to others and even crueler to himself. She helped him up just in time, it was impossible for him to sprain his foot.

As soon as Wen Ling stood up, Xiao Zhiyan leaned unsteadily in her arms.

Xiao Zhiyan closed his eyes in comfort, and the slight pain in his feet was completely ignored.

Wen Ling had no choice but to have someone harness the carriage over, and then she picked up Xiao Zhiyan with all her strength.

Whether the one holding or being held, both felt a strange feeling. Wen Ling was a bit dazed by the reversal of gender in this world, while Xiao Zhiyan had never been so close to anyone before.

However, he still leaned his head on Wen Ling's shoulder. He liked her soft and fragrant embrace very much.

After carrying the person onto the carriage and sitting him down, Wen Ling sat on the other side.

"When we get back to the palace, have the servants apply some medicine to you and rub it in to dissolve the blood clots."

There shouldn't be any bones injured.

Seeing that she was still urging him to return to the palace, Xiao Zhiyan's pupils sank slightly, "Can't I go to Cousin A Ling's place first? I haven't been to Cousin A Ling's house yet."

So he did all this and sprained his ankle because he didn't want to go back to the palace.

Wen Ling looked into his eyes and had no idea what he was planning today, drugging her, setting up a trap to be rescued, and now wanting to go to her house.

But as luck would have it, she didn't know anything about the target of the mission right now, so it would be nice to spend more time with him.

Finally, Wen Ling had people turn around and head towards her residence.

When they arrived at the place, Xiao Zhiyan consciously extended his hand to let Wen Ling hold him.

Wen Ling, who had wanted to call a few servants to help him down: "..."

Seeing that his eyes were fixed on her, Wen Ling had no choice but to carry him down.

As soon as I entered the front yard, I saw Xu Zhuoan running towards me with a fierce look on his face.

Seeing the young man in Xiao Zhiyan's arms, Xu Zhuoan became even angrier. Yesterday he told him that men and women should not touch each other, but today he brought back a young man.

Originally, he came to ask Wen Ling why she wanted to change his yard. He felt safer living in the same yard with her.

Seeing Xu Zhuoan like this, Wen Ling spoke first.

"An An, this is the Third Prince. He sprained his ankle and came to the mansion to recuperate first. Please do not be rude."

Xiao Zhiyan's originally good mood instantly turned sour. He was so afraid that he would embarrass his good brother who was not related to him by blood. The whole capital knew that Wen Ling adopted his mentor's son as her sworn brother and raised him by her side. Even though he had no interest in her before, he had heard some things about her.

An An, you call me so affectionately.

He felt inexplicably unhappy, and his eyes turned stern as he looked at Xu Zhuoan who bowed his head to salute him, and a meaningful smile appeared on his handsome face.

Without letting Xu Zhuoan stand up, he spoke to Wen Ling as if he didn't hear Xu Zhuoan's greeting.

"Cousin A Ling, my foot is still injured, won't you take me in?"

"An An, go back first. I'll take the Third Prince to treat his injuries."

With Wen Ling's help, Xu Zhuoan breathed a sigh of relief. He didn't stand up until Wen Ling walked away with the person in her arms. The look in the Third Prince's eyes was truly chilling.

Xiao Zhiyan was in a very bad mood at this time when he saw Wen Ling coming in with his attendants and medicine to treat bruises and injuries.

The smile on his face became even more ostentatious.

Looking at Wen Ling approaching, Xiao Zhiyan pulled her to sit down on the bed and leaned into her arms, as if only this could relieve the anger in his heart.

Wen Ling was stunned by his sudden strength.

His temper is indeed unpredictable, and he does things without any rules, making it hard to figure him out.

"Cousin A Ling, can you please apply the medicine to me yourself? I don't like others touching my feet."

This statement is a bit ambiguous.

Wen Ling choked and said dryly, "Men and women should not touch each other."