Leng Ji arrived with Fu Long while Xiao Yao was having breakfast.
She had barely slept the night before and was planning to catch a quick nap after eating.
Unexpectedly, Leng Ji showed up.
"Wait a moment, you can't just enter my room, no… him! Why is he bleeding so much?"
It was instinctive! Her doctor's nature kicked in.
Seeing Fu Long so badly injured, she immediately wanted to start treating him, even though she didn't know who he was.
"Your Excellency, you look so familiar? What kind of look is that?" Xiao Yao was a bit puzzled by his gaze.
However, she didn't dislike it.
"Do we know each other?" she asked.
Fu Long didn't know.
They didn't seem to know each other.
But… but those eyes…
A sharp pain shot through his abdomen, and Fu Long gritted his teeth, nearly collapsing.
Xiao Yao was quite helpless: "My room… it's not convenient."
"Guard Leng, quickly help him to…" But she didn't know where else to send him.
Although she lived in the West Wing, there was only one room that belonged to her.
She was just a humble maid!
"Guard Leng…"
"Miss Xiao Yao, saving a life is better than building a seven-story pagoda. He is severely injured, please don't worry about these things. I can clarify with the Prince that you and Commander Fu have no unusual relationship!"
"Why should I clarify with him?"
Leng Ji's words annoyed Xiao Yao.
Feng Ye Xuan wasn't hers, so why clarify?
"You are…" She was still somewhat confused, looking at Fu Long.
"I am Fu Long, I am…"
"He is Fu Ning's elder brother, his biological brother!" Leng Ji quickly said!
He had seen Xiao Yao dining with Fu Ning not long ago, and they were probably… friends?
"You are Fu Ning's elder brother?"
"You… know Fu Ning?"
"Stop talking, help him inside." Xiao Yao immediately moved aside.
Leng Ji quickly helped Fu Long inside.
"Have him lie on the bench… Guard Leng, you are not allowed into the inner chamber; that is a young lady's private room!"
"I promise not to." Leng Ji thought she was scared by the Prince.
But how could he be as shameless as the Prince?
Cough, it seemed he was thinking ill of the Prince…
Xiao Yao brought out her medicine chest.
However, the moment Fu Long saw the medicine chest, he was a little lost.
It looked like… the kind A Li used to use.
But then again, doctors these days seemed to use similar medicine chests.
He didn't know why he kept overthinking, but A Li… hadn't she just recently made him completely despair?
He could never think of A Li again in this life…
Fu Long closed his eyes, completely hiding the despair in his eyes.
Leng Ji stood guard, watching Xiao Yao tend to his wounds.
But as Xiao Yao was about to pull open Fu Long's clothes, Fu Long suddenly grabbed her wrist: "Miss…"
"Don't give me that nonsense about men and women not touching. A doctor's eyes only see patients, not gender."
Fu Long's eyes snapped open, staring at her.
Leng Ji, however, blurted out his thoughts: "That way of speaking…"
It sounded like he had heard it somewhere before?
Xiao Yao pulled Fu Long's hand away and placed it to the side.
Fu Long merely glanced at her again before closing his eyes.
No, she wasn't A Li.
The A Li from before.
Although, she felt more like the current Chu Qian Li than the current Chu Qian Li.
But at such close proximity, he could see clearly. This face was completely different.
What was he thinking?
Was he being foolish?
Xiao Yao continued to tend to his wounds, while Leng Ji began to look around the room.
He felt that her bedroom… was a bit off.
Even though everyone was in the outer hall, why did he feel like there was still someone else's presence in the inner chamber?
Fu Long was too severely injured to pay attention, but now that Leng Ji had calmed down, he felt even more strongly that the faint presence was indeed real.
He endured for a long time before he couldn't help himself: "Miss Xiao Yao, is there anyone else on your bed?"