When he saw Qiu Yin staring at those three words in a daze, he stepped forward with a faint smile.
"Mr. Murong."
He called out politely, and at the same time, he pulled Qiu Yin back from his thoughts.
Qiu Yin's face looked a little embarrassed and uncomfortable. When he saw the housekeeper, Uncle Liu, he forced a smile from the corners of his lips and said, "Uncle Liu."
He called out lightly, Qiu Yin was no stranger to the old housekeeper of the Third Prince's Mansion.
As for what happened between him and Mo Liuxi five years ago, Butler Liu is also the one who knows the best.
Uncle Liu walked to Qiu Yin with a smile and took the medicine. Seeing Qiu Yin's eyes once again casting doubt on the three words "Yi Qiuxuan", he smiled secretly and didn't say much. He just said this
:
"Mr. Murong, this is the medicine prepared for you. Drink it while it's hot."
"Huh?...Oh, okay."
Qiu Yin nodded, and without pausing at the three words on the door plaque, he pushed the door open and entered the house.
Frowning, he drank the bitter medicine in one gulp. In his heart, he was still anxious to leave here. The most important thing at hand was to recover from his injuries.
He still remembered that when he was guarding the dock in Hejin County, he was discovered by the magistrate and injured. He could not remember what happened after that.
I vaguely remember the "Qiu'er" that Mo Liuxi called him when he rushed back, the "Qiu'er" that he heard after five years of absence.
Thinking of this, his eyes couldn't help but heat up.
Now, he was brought back to Nanling by Mo Liuxi, what about the young lady and the others?
Is the lady still in Hejin County or has she returned to Beijing? Will she be in any danger?
Various questions and worries appeared in Qiu Yin's mind, and he became increasingly anxious about his injury.
After Uncle Liu served Qiu Yin and took the medicine, he left from Yiqiuxuan. As for what Qiu Yin was thinking, he didn't pay too much attention to it. At the moment, the prince should be most worried about Master Murong.
"Your Majesty."
Outside the study, Uncle Liu's voice sounded softly.
"Come in."
He calmed down the bored expression on his face and said in a deep voice.
Uncle Liu pushed the door in from outside, walked straight to Mo Liuxi, and said, "Your Majesty, Young Master Murong has finished drinking the medicine."
As if he guessed that Mo Liuxi would always be worried about Qiu Yin's progress, as soon as Uncle Liu came in, he reported directly without waiting for Mo Liuxi to ask.
Although Mo Liuxi didn't say much, when she heard Uncle Liu say this, she secretly felt relieved.
But when he thought of Qiu Yin's attitude when he deliberately distanced himself from him, he felt unhappy again, and the anger crept up on his face again.
"I know, you can go down."
He waved to Uncle Liu, his face still calm.
"Yes, Your Majesty."
Not long after Uncle Liu left, Mo Liuxi also left the study after hesitating for a while and walked to Yiqiuxuan.
In Yi Qiuxuan, after Uncle Liu left, Qiu Yin walked to the yard alone and sat in a daze. Even when Mo Liuxi came in, he didn't notice.
Behind him, Mo Liuxi's footsteps were deliberately gentle. Seeing him frowning in silence, with a worried look on his face, he felt annoyed and worried.
Taking a closer look at Qiu Yin from the side, his skin was still the same as he had seen five years ago, pink and white, and could be broken by blows. Even women were not even half as good as him.