ymore, you can't possibly let my son become a monk, can you”When Tong Yimo heard these words from Leng Fu, she felt strange, but it was hard to refute.As a result, true to her word, the maid arrived a..."The young master never picks at his food, he eats whatever the chef cooks." The maid replied, pausing for a moment before adding, "And, the young master is particularly resilient. I heard from the old butler that when the young master was undergoing wilderness training, because his teammates lost their supplies, he even gnawed on tree bark to stave off hunger!"

Qin Nianxia couldn't help but feel a pang of sympathy for Leng Yanchen. She muttered to herself, "When he gets back, I'll make all his favorite snacks."

……

Originally, there was a dedicated maid taking care of Yan Shanglu, but Yan Shanglu refused to cooperate. In the end, he directly became Qin Nianxia's responsibility to take care of him personally.

Yan Shanglu was no longer as aggressive as when he first arrived.

Under Qin Nianxia's meticulous care, he gradually recovered his original nature, and slowly walked out of the valley.

This morning, Leng Yanchen returned from outside.

Due to the rainy and stormy weather, he was unable to fly back by helicopter, so he took a speedboat instead.

Upon learning that Qin Nianxia was in Yan Shanglu's room, he held the pink rose in his hand and went straight to Yan Shanglu's room.

The door was open, and he hesitated to knock, but he heard the voices of Yan Shanglu and Qin Nianxia coming from inside.

"Well, it feels good." Yan Shanglu seemed to be saying so with enjoyment.

Qin Nianxia smiled and asked, "Then Your Highness closes your eyes, and I'll give you another massage."

Leng Yanchen, hearing this, gritted his teeth and walked in.

Only to see Qin Nianxia standing beside the floor-to-ceiling window, massaging Yan Shanglu's temples while he was in his wheelchair.

Yan Shang Lu enjoyed closing his eyes, a contented smile gracing his handsome face.

Compared to his ragged appearance when he risked his life to save him from that dark dungeon, Yan Shanglu now looks much healthier.

"Xiaxia, I really want to go back to the carefree days of our childhood. Don't you" Listening to the sound of rain outside the window, Yan Shanglu closed his eyes and meditated before speaking.

Qin Nianxia could only smile bitterly and say "Hmm" in response.

She doesn't want to at all!

When she was little, she had to go to Yan Nation during her vacation to tutor the prince and princess.

The princess had to learn whatever the prince and princess did, and she couldn't fall behind in her studies.

After all, Yan Shanglu and Yan Luowei are the prince and princess, and as a mere "maid", she has to be subservient to them. She has to yield to them in everything.

Although the difference in social status isn't as strict as in ancient times, Qin Nianxia still feels uncomfortable being around them.

Over time, it became so that no matter what she did, she had to accompany, appease, and coax the prince and princess.

She felt like she had lost her freedom.

Just then, Leng Yanchen walked over directly, placing the bouquet of pink roses he was holding on top of Yan Shanglu's legs.

The figure that suddenly came closer startled Qin Nianxia.

Yan Shanglu felt something fall onto his leg and instinctively opened his eyes.

Qin Nianxia turned her head and saw it was Leng Yanchen. She immediately left behind Yan Shanglu's side and walked to Leng Yanchen, saying happily, "Leng Yanchen, you're finally back!"

Leng Yanchen ignored Qin Nianxia's words and turned to Yan Shanglu, saying in a cold and distant tone, "Shanglu, I hope this bunch of pink roses will bring you a different kind of good mood."

Yan Shanglu looked at the pink rose on his leg, picked it up, and handed it to Qin Nianxia: "Xia Xia, help me put the flower in a vase."

"Good!" Qin Nianxia glanced at Leng Yanchen, seeing that he didn't even look at her, she could only take the pink rose from Yan Shanglu's hand and leave the room to find a glass vase.

Cold Yanchen saw Qin Nianxia leave the room and said to Yan Shanglu impolitely: "Qin Nianxia is not a maid I arranged for you."

"That bouquet of pink roses was actually sent to Xiaxia, wasn't it" Yan Shang Lu said calmly.

"Yes." Leng Yanchen answered without hesitation.

Yanshang Lu Mian said expressionlessly, "I asked Xiaxia, what is your relationship with him. Xiaxia said that you are just friends."

"…" Leng Yanchen couldn't help but furrow his brows.

Yanshi Lu raised his head to look at Leng Yanchen, and slowly said, "Achen, do you still remember what I told you in the Bu Rut forest Why did I say I wanted to live and walk out"

"For your beloved girl." Leng Yanchen answered indifferently.

“My beloved girl is Xiaxia.” Yan Shanglu said with a firm and resolute tone, “Ashen, Xiaxia is mine, you can’t touch her!”

Hearing this, Leng Yanchen suddenly smiled coldly.

He leaned forward aggressively, his hands braced on the wheelchair's armrests, until he was close to Yan Shanglu's face. His handsome features were cold and aloof, and he retorted with icy imperiousness: "What right do you have to order me around"

"I..."

"You..."

Just as Yan Shanglu was about to speak, Qin Nianxia's voice rang in his ear.

Leng Yanchen and Yan Shanglu both subconsciously turned their heads to look at Qin Nianxia.

Qin Nianxia was holding a glass vase filled with pink roses, her beautiful eyes wide with disbelief as she stared at the two of them.

"So you two are..." Qin Nianxia hesitantly raised her hand, bending her right index finger into a "7".

After all, from her point of view, they two were just...

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