The prince kneels every day. Has the princess forgiven him today?

The three people in the room were frozen in place.

Yan Wushuang was the first to react, and smiled, "Your Highness, long time no see."

Xie Chengqian's deep eyes were always fixed on Song Xiwan.

Song Xiwan's mind froze. Why did he feel so guilty for no apparent reason?

"You, why are you here?"

These words made Xie Chengqian's face extremely cold. He pursed his lips into a straight line and walked inside.

Every step is filled with a sense of oppression.

Doctor Xu quietly put down the medicine powder in his hand. Noticing that the atmosphere was not good, he was about to say something when he saw Xie Chengqian pulling Song Xiwan's wrist and leaving.

"Hey!"

Song Xiwan was caught off guard and staggered.

However, Xie Chengqian still did not stop, as if he wanted to leave here as soon as possible.

Yan Wushuang looked at this scene, a sadness flashed in his eyes. After careful consideration, he wanted to chase after him, but was held down by Doctor Xu.

"Why are you joining in the fun?"

"Even if you are a prince, you shouldn't be pulling Miss Song in broad daylight."

Although Yan Wushuang felt it was too late, Song Xiwan's expression just now clearly showed that she was unwilling.

Doctor Xu glanced at him, tore off his clothes in annoyance, and sprinkled the medicine powder directly on the festering wound.

The pain made Yan Wushuang gasp, and a thin layer of sweat appeared on his forehead.

Doctor Xu said calmly, "Just take care of yourself. The prince has never been like this. There are many things we don't know."

At the moment, Miss Song's behavior is much milder than her previous resistance.

Yan Wushuang heard the hidden meaning and suddenly looked up to ask, "What does Divine Doctor Xu know?"

"do not know."

Doctor Xu denied it outright and continued to treat the wound.

But Yan Wushuang knew that Doctor Xu lied, and the truth was probably that the prince and Song Xiwan had a close relationship.

When he thought of this, the pain in Yan Wushuang's heart was no less than the pain of the wound.

At this time, Song Xiwan was dragged onto the carriage heading to the palace.

She asked with displeasure, "What do you mean, my lord?"

Xie Chengqian frowned and said nothing.

How can he explain that he doesn't want Xi Wan and Yan Wushuang to get too close?

Song Xiwan recalled that Xie Chengqian had suspected something was wrong with Yan Wushuang last time, so she explained, "He's seriously injured, and he's helpless in Shangjing City. How could you just leave him alone?"

"I ignored it?"

Xie Chengqian couldn't hide the anger in his heart, and his eyes were extremely cold.

Song Xiwan was startled, then realized that what he said was a bit harsh, and continued, "He came back from the military camp alone, and he had been traveling for such a long time. He was almost bullied by a restaurant owner just now. For the sake of our past friendship, we can't just ignore him."

Xie Chengqian clenched his fists, and veins appeared on the back of his hands.

Past affection?

His voice was very deep. "You do care about him."

There was a flash of confusion in Song Xiwan's eyes. Why did these words sound a little strange?

It seems to have some weird aura?

Song Xiwan asked frankly, "Of course I care about him. Don't you know best what kind of person he is to me? In my previous life at Prince Xuan's Mansion, he was the only one who took care of me."

Every word pierced Xie Chengqian's heart.

"So? This time you are going to..." go to Yan Wushuang?

Song Xiwan couldn't wait to hear the second half of Xie Chengqian's words. She could probably guess that he was not happy for her to take care of and care about Yan Wushuang, but why?

She couldn't figure it out, so she said firmly, "It's neither moral nor logical for me to abandon him."

During those three years, if it weren't for Yan Wushuang, Song Xiwan wasn't sure if he could have really made it through.

Yan Wushuang is a close relative and friend.

Xie Chengqian sneered, "Even if you help him change his clothes and apply medicine?"

"Thank you, Chengqian!"

Song Xiwan was so angry at these sarcastic words that her face was filled with disappointment.

What is she like in Xie Chengqian's heart?

Xie Chengqian looked straight at her and said, "I heard it clearly. Could it be just a misunderstanding? Xiwan, you need to understand your identity."

The most infuriating thing is that when he was injured, Xi Wan didn’t seem so worried, and she even offered to apply medicine to him!

Why does Yan Wushuang receive such treatment?

Even Xi Wan looked at him with such cold eyes for Yan Wushuang.

Song Xiwan gritted her teeth in anger.

She knew her identity, but she was just anxious at the time. After she came to her senses, she had already planned to hand it over to Doctor Xu. She made a few jokes to ease the atmosphere and then retreated.

Who knew Xie Chengqian would come suddenly and say such harsh words.

A fatal feeling of grievance and suffocation arose in Song Xiwan's heart!

Just like in the previous life!

She really had forgotten the pain after the wound healed. Why did she feel that Xie Chengqian was different from before and was going to throw himself into the fire again?

"These are all my business and have nothing to do with you."

Song Xiwan started to speak, her voice a little colder.

Xie Chengqian's heart tightened. He regretted it as soon as he saw her indifferent and distant expression. He was too impulsive just now.

He rolled his throat, trying to explain, "Xi Wan..."

"If that's all the prince is asking, then I have nothing to say. If you're not happy with this, you can go outside and tell me I'm misbehaving. I'll take my leave now."

Song Xiwan really didn't want to continue chatting with him, so she walked straight out of the carriage.

Xie Chengqian reached out and forcibly hugged her back into his arms.

The force was so strong that Song Xiwan couldn't even struggle. She could only glare at him and warn, "What are you doing, Your Highness?"

"I was wrong."

Xie Chengqian's hoarse murmur was heard in my ears.

Song Xiwan refused to accept it and said sarcastically, "What's wrong with you, Your Highness? What you said makes perfect sense. It's just that I'm ignorant."

Xie Chengqian gradually increased the strength of his arms, and Song Xiwan felt that her breathing was a little uncomfortable.

Is he really sick?

Every time she feels wronged, you just say she was wrong and that's it?

Song Xiwan really didn't want to go on like this, so she just treated it as a dream. Anyway, she always dreamed about these things in her previous life.

Unexpectedly, Xie Chengqian's voice rang out again, "I'm scared."

Song Xiwan was shocked.

what?

Xie Chengqian buried his face in the crook of her neck and whispered softly, "I'm afraid you'll be like in your previous life, with only him in your heart and no me."

Song Xiwan's anger suddenly dissipated, leaving only confusion.

What the hell is this?

No, is this the situation between them?

"It's obviously you who doesn't want to pay attention, how can it be my fault?"

"It's my fault. I shouldn't have pushed you to him and made you leave decisively."

Xie Chengqian has always been quick to admit his mistakes.

But these words still left Song Xiwan confused, as if their memories of their past lives were completely different.

She and Yan Wushuang have always been relatives and friends!

Song Xiwan was even more curious about the previous sentence, "Really? Then how did you push it?"

Xie Chengqian froze, probably because he was asked the question he least wanted to answer.

The more this is the case, the more suspicious it is.

Song Xiwan waited quietly for a reply.

After a moment, Xie Chengqian sighed softly and said in a muffled voice, "Don't be angry about what I said."