—Although she knew in her heart that He Yunxiao, the big bad guy, could not be easily trusted. But every time she saw his serious face or when he spoke those sweet words of love, Meng Qingrou could not help but blush and her heart raced.

Her heart was also sweet, as if it had been poured with honey.

He Yunxiao sat at the table, the same place where his pulse had been taken earlier. Meng Qingrou, on the other hand, was hiding in one part of the room under the pretext of looking for medicine.

Rubbing her pretty face, which was still a little red and hot, Meng Qingrou murmured, “Nanzhu, Nanzhu. Why are you so easy. You promised not to forgive him so easily, but now you are so ashamed by his words that you blush. What kind of eldest princess is there like you! It’s not just those …… things ……”

Accidentally, once again thought of something that should not be thought. Meng Qingrou’s face was again flushed.

She hid in an unseen corner of the room and used her warm little hands to cool her burning face.

In her heart she repeatedly admonished herself: no more thoughts, no more thoughts, or Nanzhu would become a bad child that no one would like.

He Yunxiao waited by the table for a while, and finally saw Nanzhu come out from behind the herb rack with a few herbs in her hand, grindingly.

Meng Qingrou laid the herbs on the table, took a small knife and cut out a small piece, then shielded the large piece of herbs to her side and threw the small piece over to He Yunxiao.

He Yunxiao picked up the finger-cap sized herb and asked, “Is it okay to take this?”

Meng Qingrou looked at He Yunxiao’s eyes and watched him consciously or unconsciously gaze at the large herbs in his arms.

At the thought that He Yunxiao might go and rightfully take his own hand again in the name of taking medicine for poisoning, Meng Qingrou could not help but reach out and protect the large herb tightly.

Not only to protect, but also to warn him with her eyes not to get any funny ideas.

He Yunxiao looked at Nanzhu who was both protective and also cute and fierce, and for a moment he didn’t know what to say.

As expected, as long as a person is pretty, any action she does is pleasing to the eye.

He Yunxiao asked again, “Eat this small one?”

Meng Qingrou nodded repeatedly.

When He Yunxiao got a definite reply from Nanzhu, he dropped this small piece in his mouth and swallowed it straight away without chewing.

When nothing happened after he ate it, He Yunxiao asked, “Nanzhu, do I need to use my internal energy to catalyse its medicinal effects?”

Meng Qingrou thought for a moment and said, “Yes.”

He Yunxiao acted decisively, moving his internal energy to speed up the release and absorption of the herb’s power.

Very soon, the power of the herbs was released. But He Yunxiao still had no symptoms at all.

Looking, smelling, asking, and cutting is the key to understanding traditional medicine, so when Meng Qingrou saw that there was nothing wrong with He Yunxiao, she said to him, “Give me your hand.”

When He Yunxiao heard that Nanzhu wanted his hand, he was naturally eager to do so.

He wanted to take Nanzhu’s hand so much that he was going crazy.

So he reached out decisively, straight over the table top, reached out right in front of Nanzhu, and caught her little hand effortlessly into his hand.

It was white, soft, tender, and warm and delicate.

The skin was as soft as tofu, and the jade hand was just the right size to hold in the palm of the hand, a wonderful thing to play with in the palm of your hand.

Meng Qingrou didn’t feel anything until He Yunxiao’s palm crossed the middle line of the table. Then she started to feel something was wrong.

What was the point of extending your hand so far when it was just taking a pulse?

Then, amid her astonishment and shock, Meng Qingrou watched as He Yunxiao caught her hand and began to rubbing and play with it.

Meng Qingrou, who had warned herself countless times before that she should be modest and reserved, was once again defenceless by He Yunxiao.

“He Yunxiao! You! Men and women are different, how can you …… directly touch my hand ……”

Meng Qingrou’s aura was strong at first, but as her small hand was being rubbed and squeezed, the tactile sensory signals were slowly sent to her brain. Her aura became weaker and weaker.

In the heart, she even involuntarily had the thought of “it’s just a holding hand, didn’t she always hold hands before?” I used to hold hands all the time.

When He Yunxiao looked at Nanzhu’s reaction like this, he was also puzzled.

Wasn’t she the one who let me hold hands? How come she is not allowed to do so now?

He asked, “Nanzhu, when you said ‘give you my hand’, wasn’t it asking to hold hands?”

Meng Qingrou was grabbed by his hand, and the thought of surrendering to He Yunxiao grew stronger and stronger in her heart, so she couldn’t help but say, “It was for you to give me your hand to check out your pulse!”

Only then did He Yunxiao understand what Nanzhu meant and was greatly embarrassed. Only after a final rub, he reluctantly let go and faithfully placed his hand on the cotton cloth so that Nanzhu could take his pulse properly.

Meng Qingrou adapted her mind to “surrender” and glared at He Yunxiao, “Did you do that on purpose!”

He Yunxiao said honestly, “No. I really thought I was supposed to hold your hand.”

Looking at such a sincere He Yunxiao, although Meng Qingrou knew that he had just taken advantage of her again, she could not blame him.

Ever since he swore that he would never lie to her again, whenever he told her so straightforwardly, Meng Qingrou felt sweet, pleasant in her heart.

It seemed that even if He Yunxiao had really done something bad, as long as he was willing to be honest with her after he had done something bad, she would be able to forgive him.

Meng Qingrou said, “Don’t ever do that again”, and the matter was closed.

She then stretched out her finger and pressed it against He Yunxiao’s pulse to check whether this small piece of herb was really ineffective on He Yunxiao’s body.

She soon had her answer: the herb’s medicinal power was very little for this strange body of He Yunxiao’s.

She said, “This herb can’t be used, it has to be replaced.” Then she cut another small piece and dropped it in front of He Yunxiao.

Without saying a word, He Yunxiao threw the small piece of herb directly into his mouth. Swallowing it in one gulp, he immediately used his internal energy to catalyze the herb’s effects.

This herb was different from the last one, and He Yunxiao could clearly sense that the herb was effective.

Seeing that He Yunxiao’s face did not look relaxed, Meng Qingrou asked, “How does it feel?”

He Yunxiao said, “A little dizzy, otherwise fine.”

Meng Qingrou nodded, and then wrote down the herb for the record. Make a note that it is an effective herb for He Yunxiao.

And then, Meng Qingrou continued to cut small pieces from other large herbs, which He Yunxiao continued to take and catalyze, and soon, they tried out, approximately, which types of herbs were effective for He Yunxiao and which types of herbs were not.

But there was one thing that Meng Qingrou was certain of.

It seemed that He Yunxiao’s body was really resistant to poison, and drugs that worked on others would have to be measured much higher in He Yunxiao’s case.

An hour should have passed, but still Xing’er did not bring the dinner.

Meng Qingrou looked at He Yunxiao and said, “Are you, are you hungry? Why don’t I go and urge Xing’er to make dinner faster?”

He Yunxiao waved his hand, looked at the mess of herbs on the table, and smiled, “No, I’m not hungry, I’m even a bit full.”

After saying this, He Yunxiao hurriedly followed with an explanation, “Actually not full, I was just joking, it’s not a lie, right?”

[Meng Qingrou’s favorability level changed from 37 to 39]

Looking at He Yunxiao’s careful explanation in such a meticulous manner, Meng Qingrou recalled the experience of catching fish by the lake that night.

At that time, he was also this meticulous and careful. She remembered that he used his arms to hold her up, so that no matter how much she moved around, she would not touch the water.

She smiled heartily, but didn’t smile for long before the wound immediately stung.

If ……

knowing that He Yunxiao’s explanation immediately after the joke was out of the goodness of his heart. Meng Qingrou held back the pain in her heart and forced up a smile in response to He Yunxiao’s kind explanation.

She said, “It’s okay, this time it won’t count as you lying to me.”

After she finished speaking, Meng Qingrou suddenly realized that she was clearly unhappy because of her wound. Yet she pretended to be happy in response to He Yunxiao’s kind explanation. Was this not also considered a kind of deception?

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