Only when facing Su Han could Su Yingxue express her thoughts so frankly and act coquettishly.
Su Han gently patted her head and said, "Okay, I'll handle this. You stay with Ninth Prince. I won't let anyone disturb you anymore."
After Su Yingxue finished her playful banter with Su Han, Su Han went to the front hall.
Despite Su Han's unpleasant past experiences, she was still a capable stewardess.
With her presence in the front hall, Su Yingxue returned to the medicine hut feeling at ease.
Chu Yihan lay on the soft couch, the strong scent of blood and medicine on his body was heart-wrenching no matter how one smelled it.
Su Yingxue brought over the medicine. When Chu Yihan tried to sit up to drink it, Su Yingxue gently pushed him back down. "Stay down. Don't move!"
Chu Yihan chuckled softly. "Yes, Princess Consort."
Though he was seriously injured, he couldn't resist teasing Su Yingxue.
