Nan Chaoyu was in a hurry to get back. Seeing that it didn't seem an urgent matter for him, she hastily threw out a sentence, "See you at Lingfeng Teahouse tonight!" Then she rushed away with her entourage.
Mu Qihan watched Nan Chaoyu's back. Not knowing what came over him, he blurted out, "I'll wait for you!"
Nan Chaoyu had walked quite a distance when she suddenly heard this.
She couldn't help but halt her steps but didn't turn back.
However, the gloom in her heart caused by Ye Yun's injury unconsciously dissipated a lot.
When the group returned to Muyu Garden, Ye Yun had already rested. Nan Chaoyu went into the room to check on him in person.
The butler stood aside and whispered, "My lord, the spiritual doctor has examined him. Young Master Ye Yun was hit by the Soul - Devouring Palm. Fortunately, the treatment was timely. Now he's out of danger. He just needs to rest quietly."
"The Soul - Devouring Palm!" Nan Chaoyu's eyes flickered. She turned her head to look at the butler. "Is it the one?"
The butler nodded slightly. "Yes, it's the Soul - Devouring Palm of the Xie family."
"Heh!" A sarcastic smile tugged at Nan Chaoyu's lips. She murmured, "The Xie family is really a persistent nuisance."
The butler stood there seriously. His duty given by the lord was to take good care of Muyu Garden. He didn't need to bother about other things!
Nan Chaoyu took another look at Ye Yun and instructed the butler, "Take whatever medicine is needed directly from the garden. If there's not enough, ask Ye Ling for it. You must cure him."
"Don't worry, my lord."
Nan Chaoyu nodded and walked out of Ye Yun's room.
The others didn't go in and waited at the door. When they saw Nan Chaoyu come out, they surrounded her one after another.
Nan Chaoyu glanced around and shook her head. "Ye Yun is fine. He's resting. Go see him when he wakes up!"
Hearing this, everyone heaved a sigh of relief.
Seeing this, Tinglan looked at Nan Chaoyu. Her lips moved, looking like she wanted to say something but dared not.
Frowning, Nan Chaoyu said displeasedly, "Tinglan, just say what you want to say."
Tinglan looked around at the people present. Her gaze finally landed on Nan Chaoyu. She advised in a low voice, "My lord, luckily you weren't injured. You're the most noble grand princess of the Holy Light, a precious person. You must never take risks in the future. If anything happens to you, how can I explain it to the queen?"
Hearing this, everyone's expressions turned a bit ugly. But since they couldn't refute, they all lowered their heads.
Nan Chaoyu's face darkened. With a cold face, she said, "Tinglan, do you still remember what I said when you came to me?"
"Remember. You said you wanted me to be your companion. If I couldn't, I should stay in the Holy Light."
"I thought you'd remember these words. It seems you've been turning a deaf ear to my words. Since that's the case, I can't keep such a person by my side."
"My lord!"
Tinglan couldn't believe what she heard. She stared at Nan Chaoyu with wide eyes. "I'm a person given to you by the queen. You can't drive me away!"
Nan Chaoyu smiled, with a half - smile expression on her lips. Looking at Tinglan, she said, "Mother gave you to me to take care of my daily life and keep me company, not to act as if you were Mother's person and dictate and interfere with me."
"I dare not!" Tinglan bit her lip and lowered her head.
"Tinglan, I'll say this to you one last time. These people are all my companions. My life is precious, but theirs are even more precious. They've accompanied me through life and death. As long as I, Nan Chaoyu, am alive, I won't let my companions lose their lives in front of me. If I hear any more words about noble status or whose life is more precious, don't blame me for not showing Mother's face!"
As her voice fell, a group of tough men all looked up at Nan Chaoyu at the same time, their eyes filled with excited emotions.
Nan Chaoyu pretended not to see. She patted Ye Ling on the shoulder. "I'm going out. Keep an eye on things."
"Yes, my lord!"
Tinglan seemed not to understand Nan Chaoyu's words and stood there motionless for a long time.
Those who had got along well with her before didn't come to persuade her. People with different values couldn't work together!
After Nan Chaoyu left Muyu Garden, she let out a long breath of turbid air.
Ye Yun was now lying in bed. He was the first one to follow her. Although he was not very old, he was alert and optimistic. She had always regarded him as her younger brother.
And Tinglan's words were really hurtful. She regarded these people as family and couldn't tolerate such an insult to this kind of emotion.
Shaking her head, Nan Chaoyu identified the direction and walked towards Lingfeng Teahouse.
*
At Lingfeng Teahouse, Mu Qihan had booked a private room on the third floor and arrived as soon as it got dark.
Seeing his young master sipping tea and frequently looking towards the door, Xiaotian secretly snickered.
He wondered who it was that made his young master look as cold as an iceberg in front of the girl but so eager in private.
Mu Qihan had been waiting for Nan Chaoyu for a long time. Looking back and seeing Xiaotian snickering, he angrily threw a handful of melon seeds at Xiaotian's head.
"Is it that funny?"
Xiaotian touched his forehead aggrievedly. "Young master, I wasn't laughing at you!"
Mu Qihan snorted lightly and said in a bad tone, "Don't think I don't know what you're thinking. I'm just waiting for her here because I have something to ask her."
"Then young master, I haven't said anything yet!"
His young master's bad - tempered nature was really hard to serve.
Who could have thought that such a cold - looking person on the outside was actually childish, stingy and sultry in private.
His coldness and aloofness were actually because he didn't want to deal with irrelevant people. As time went by, he found that everyone thought he was hard to approach, so naturally no one came close.
Thus, he could enjoy his peace.
The master and the servant stared at each other. Suddenly, the voice of the waiter came from the stairs outside, "Miss, the room you're looking for is right in front."
Immediately afterwards, Nan Chaoyu's clear voice came in, "Thank you, sir!"
Then Xiaotian saw his young master instantly put away his expression. He opened his bone - fan and became cold again!
Xiaotian sighed silently in his heart. He was really stubborn.
Nan Chaoyu came in. Without waiting for Mu Qihan's invitation, she directly sat down opposite him and looked at the table full of melon - seed shells.
Raising her eyebrows, she said apologetically, "Young Master Mu, I'm really sorry. Something delayed me. I've kept you waiting for so long."
Mu Qihan snorted lightly. "It's not that long. I just arrived too."
Xiaotian covered his face and couldn't bear to look. He directly backed out.
Nan Chaoyu smiled and didn't expose him. She got straight to the point. "Young Master Mu, if you have anything to ask me, just say it."
Mu Qihan put away his folding fan. Looking at Nan Chaoyu seriously, he said, "Miss Nan, did you deliberately approach me and show much tolerance to me because I'm the person you're looking for?"
Nan Chaoyu propped her arm on the table and then rested her chin on it. She replied seriously, "I didn't approach you deliberately. I approached you sincerely. Xiaotian said you've lost some of your memories. I thought that if you really couldn't remember me and that part of the memory could never be retrieved, it wouldn't matter."
"It's enough that I remember you!"