C30 What Are You Thinking About?

However, she couldn't do anything as the strength of the man's hands were much greater than hers, and she couldn't reveal her martial arts cultivation.

Moreover, she could be considered to be somewhat numb …

After interacting with Su Nanxing for a few days, she had long seen that Su Nanxing was not a person who respected etiquette.

In just these two days, how many times had he touched her hand?

In short, it was pointless to say anything. She slightly moved to protest. Seeing that the man was still holding her hand firmly, she gave up. She didn't want to struggle in vain and let him go.

It was now the early summer, yet Su Nanxing's hands were warm and cold, not like the normal temperature of an ordinary person.

His steps were slow as well. Perhaps it was because he had learned a bit of body recovery technique at the border, so his feet had some strength. It was not light.

As Lin Xuecha walked, he raised his head and looked at Su Yun.

His face was abnormally pale, without a hint of blood on it. He guessed that this person had been suffering from a long illness.

However, she didn't know why he hadn't coughed or any other ailments. He just looked like he had a problem with it.

What kind of illness did he have?

Seeming to have sensed her gaze, the man slightly raised his gaze and coincidentally met her gaze.

Lin Xuecha's heart jumped, and he hurriedly shifted his gaze away.

However, the man laughed. "Thinking about This King, what?"

Lin Xuecha blinked his eyes lightly.

The reason why a girl that hadn't left the pavilion yet stared at a man was mostly because she had feelings for him …

But she wasn't.

Lin Xuecha rolled his eyes, and said randomly:

"As soon as His Highness returned to the capital, he was trapped inside the mansion and didn't have the chance to go to the Capital City. Snow Tea wondered if she should invite someone else to bring Her Highness and Snow Tea out for a walk …"

The man gave a faint "En", but no one could tell whether he was happy or angry.

Lin Xuecha frowned slightly. What did this mean?

Could it be that they agreed to let someone take them to visit the Capital City, and then go out with her to see the Capital City?!

I can't. She was just speaking casually. Did he really take it seriously?

Before she finished thinking, she heard the man beside her say:

"With Qian Wu here, we don't need to find anyone else."

He led her to the washstand and released her hand.

After washing his hands, he turned around. His dark eyes focused on her face, and his tone was extremely gentle and calm.

"Can it be that the princess is lying about going out to play with This King?"

This person... Did she have Mind Reading? Did he even know what she was thinking?

Lin Xuecha's hair stood on end from his stare. She pinched her fingers and braced herself as she replied:

"Of course not. When Your Highness has free time, I will definitely sacrifice my life to accompany you."

The man's lips curved up in a strange smile. "Very good."

His gaze fell straight on her long, smooth black hair, and he slightly raised his white, well-defined hands.

He seemed to want to lift it and caress the smooth black hair, but as if he had thought of something, he turned around and spoke coldly with a hint of melancholy.

"Let's wash our hands and eat."

The meals in Ninth Prince Mansion seemed to be always so rich.

Yesterday, she had been preoccupied with other questions and did not have the mood to eat. Today, however, she ate a lot.

For a moment, she couldn't tell if she was hungry and felt that the dishes were delicious, or if it was because the dishes were delicious that her appetite increased …

She had always been in the habit of taking a nap, but yesterday, her mind had been preoccupied with what she had read, so she didn't fall asleep.

Now that she had eaten and drank to her heart's content, she could not bear it any longer.

Su Nanxing took in her expression. He stood up, but didn't ask about whether she was sleepy or not like yesterday.

"How's the back of the Way of Tea?"

Lin Xuecha also stood up, she forced herself to stay alert and replied:

"Not yet."

He had given too much information.

Regarding the etiquette of the Way of Tea, the origins of the various types of tea, the steps for brewing the flavor, the relationship between the Way of Tea and the buddhist faith, and so on, even if … Her memory was not bad, but she still hadn't reached the level of having a photographic memory.

Last night, after Fifth Prince Su An and Li Churan had left, she had casually eaten some food, and started to learn about the art of tea by candlelight and night.

Since coming to this dynasty, she swore, she had never fought so hard.

In the monastery, she was also reading, but she had more time, so she could read slowly.

However, Su Nanxing wanted her to remember this as soon as possible. She knew that time was of the essence, but there were some things that could not be rushed even if you wanted to.

Seeing her secretly raising her spirits, Su Nanxing was silent for a long time, then slowly opened his mouth and said:

"Can you finish it before then?"

Lin Xuecha looked at him and said, "Probably."

Currently, there were still four hours left, which was only four hours. Since her back was slightly faster, she should be able to finish reading it with difficulty …

Tea House.

Lin Xuecha sat on the ground with her delicate chin resting on one hand and her information book in the other. Her lips were curved in a beautiful manner, and was moving silently.

She was sitting in a very good position.

With his back facing the window, strands of sunlight shone through the hole in the window, shining in and hitting her behind, but not her body.

The temperature was suitable, and the sunlight was gentle.

This time, this place, this sunlight, it was more suitable for sleeping …

How …

Lin Xuecha thought heavily in his heart, and then burst out in vulgarities.

No matter what he did or what he looked at, as long as it was something that he was not interested in, he would be easily sleepy. This was the truth …

Even as a doctor, she didn't have the ability to change the instincts of a human.

She yawned, stood up, stretched, and woke up.

Then he turned around and put down the curtain on the other side of the window, blocking out the sunlight.

Then she sat back down, then her back.

Su Nanxing's expression did not waver, he quietly watched as Lin Xuecha finished everything, without a single ripple in his eyes. After that, he lowered his head, and once again looked at the document on the table.

Just a moment ago, the point where the red brush stopped had a huge blotch on it. It caused the words on the document to be smeared with blood, making it difficult to see what the original words were.

He did not move his brows at all, and his face was calm and peaceful. He did not show any signs of impatience as he indifferently pulled out the piece of paper and placed it to the side.

Last night, he had slept very late, and it had already become a habit. Now that he had suddenly changed, Lin Xuecha naturally could not take it anymore.

She was human, after all.

If they were human, they would have their limitations.

The upper and lower lids were fighting, but she was still unable to bear it. She narrowed her eyes.

Her head was swaying, and the book in her hand, which had been standing upright, was also starting to shake.

The more she slept, the heavier her sleep became. She closed her eyes tightly, and before long, her body was about to fall forward.

Just then, a hand came to her cheek.

The other gripped her thin shoulders and steadied her.