—[Meng Qingruo’s favorability level changed from 30 to 90]

[Meng Qingruo’s favorability level reached 90. Strategy ……]

[Meng Qingruo’s favorability level changed from 90 to 30]

He Yunxiao looked at Nanzhu’s drastic favorability change, and, feeling that this favorability was as good as fake, his heart straightly exclaimed good guy.

At the beginning, when Fan Zirou’s low favorability, even if it was because her own brain started to rampage, it was only 10 points, 10 points up, and 10 points down. Nanzhu, directly from 30 up to 90, is equal to a cheat completed. A bit outrageous.

He Yunxiao guessed that the reason Nanzhu’s favorability could rise so quickly was probably related to the fact that he had had such a high favorability before.

It could also be that there was a hidden favorability value in addition to the surface favorability value.

This example is most obvious in the case of Fan Zirou.

You know, Fan Zirou to Chu Fan, but 76 favorability level, but still feel not close to Chu Fan.

On the other hand, she has 75 favorability towards him, yet she is already very close to him, and does not see him as a stranger.

Is 75 better than 76?

I don’t think so.

When he thought of Fan Zirou, He Yunxiao thought of the “knot in her heart”.

The difficulty of Fan Zirou was “difficult”, so she had a “knot in her heart”, and Nanzhu was “extremely difficult”, so she must have one too.

He Yunxiao simply asked: “System, what is the knot in Nanzhu’s heart?

[No such thing]

He Yunxiao: …… What is Meng Qingrou’s knot?

[She has a knot in her heart]

Nonsense!

In fact, if the system didn’t say it, He Yunxiao could more or less guess it. Nanzhu knot in her heart was mostly because he had lied to her. Every time he spoke, she always must have thought about being lied to in her mind.

He Yunxiao’s guess was half right.

When he said, “From now on, I will never lie to you”, Meng Qingrou trusted He Yunxiao completely, but although she believed him, she could not help but think of being cheated.

So, in a vague way, she could not help but doubt his words now.

This is not something that Meng Qingrou can control herself. It is a subconscious and involuntary act.

So after He Yunxiao said, “Nanzhu, I have said that from now on, I will never lie to you.” Later, when Meng Qingrou recalled the events of the past, and his sincerity now, she could not help but, for a moment, really wanted to forgive him immediately. Wanting to be like the original, to be pulled by his hand, to be held by him, to be fed by him.

However, the wound in her heart made the impulse immediately retreat.

It was like eating hot pot and singing on a train and suddenly encountering a gang of bandits.

Having been touched by the wound, Meng Qingrou’s agitated emotions quickly calmed down.

No matter what, He Yunxiao had been a life-saver to her. Besides, she was a doctor and He Yunxiao was a patient, so there was still business to be done between them.

Meng Qingrou changed the subject of cheating and said, “You, you’ve taken the antidote twice, I’ll take your pulse again and see if you need to adjust the prescription. You, come with me.”

Meng Qingrou and He Yunxiao walked one after the other on their way to the herb room at Linxuan Palace.

He Yunxiao followed behind Nanzhu, looking at her back and then looking down at his right hand.

In the past, he had used his right hand to walk side by side with Nanzhu on this path.

Now he could only look at her delicate back.

To be honest, I used to be able to hold her hand, but I always focused on my hand and ignored the rest. Now that I was following her, I could see the whole picture more clearly.

It began November, summer was over and winter was ahead. The weather was not too cold yet, so it was not too much to wear.

Like her sister, Nanzhu is very conservative in terms of dress. In fact, truly speaking, the dress of women in Qi are basically considered conservative by today’s standards.

The clothes were tightly wrapped, leaving only the small face, hands, and jade neck out. They were also loose and did not show off their figures very much. But even so, one can vaguely tell that Nanjoo’s figure is quite perfect. Like her face, she is of the type that was designed by nature.

She is like a piece of jade that can be held in the palm of your hand, warm, and moist. Everything is just right.

Even those slender legs, if they were on flat shoes, would be pleasing to the eye and in the right proportions. If the soles were thicker and replaced by high heels, the proportions would be exaggerated and a bit distorted.

Every bit of this body is just right, and the most typical example that He Yunxiao can remember is Nanzhu “Mastery”. It was really like her nickname, not too big, not too small, just enough to be mastered.

The Linxuan Palace was not small, but as we walked, eventually the end would come, not to mention that it was not far from Nanzhu’s bedroom to the herb room. So, without waiting for He Yunxiao to analyze anything else, the two arrived within the pharmacy.

This room was no different from the last time He Yunxiao had been here.

A tall herb cabinet was covered with densely packed drawers. There were wooden shelves placed everywhere, as well as scattered boxes, bamboo baskets. The room, which was originally a decent size, was filled with materials, with very little free space.

Although he had been here once before, He Yunxiao did not dare to be negligent and honestly followed behind Nanzhu as she navigated through this place full of strange plants.

After a couple of turns, it finally opened up a bit in front of him.

He Yunxiao recalled that this was the place where Nanzhu had brought him to prepare his potions last time.

On closer inspection, he found that there was more than just a place to brew herbs. There was even a mill to grind them. A small scale to weigh them, and even silver needles and a small pointed knife for diagnosis.

She led He Yunxiao to a table, tidied up the utensils on the table to one side, and then found a roll of cotton cloth for padding the wrist and placed it on the table.

“You, put your hand on it, and I will take your pulse.”

Hearing Nanzhu say this, He Yunxiao suddenly noticed something.

Nanzhu seemed to be less willing to call him by his first name now. Whether it was “He Yunxiao” or “Young master He”, but only used “you” to address him.

The use of “you” is not really polite. However, when it is used for someone close to him, it does not matter, but seems to be easy-going.

He Yunxiao is a modern man, so of course he doesn’t care about such formalities. Whether it was “you” or something else, Nanzhu could call him whatever she liked.

Even if Nanzhu were to call him “bastard” in an angry manner, He Yunxiao would not feel angry, but rather think it was cute.

He even thinks that “you” is a good thing. It was because of his “status” that he was in this situation, and the name “you” really transcended his status and went straight to the person himself.

He Yunxiao sat down at the table, and put his hand out on the cotton cloth with his wrist facing upwards, exposing it to Nanzhu.

After seeing that He Yunxiao was ready, Meng Qingrou stretched out her fingers and pressed them against He Yunxiao’s wrist pulse.

Frowning.

Her face was grave.

Full concentration, yet she did not say a word.

This expression of Nanzhu really startled He Yunxiao.

You should know that Nanzhu was not the kind of character of Doctor Wei who loved to joke around and talk.

Nanzhu was frowning, so I guess something big was about to happen!