She struggled to get up from the couch, and she had no strength to put on her clothes.

Zhao Zhong outside heard her movement and walked in, "Han Qing, you are awake, does the wound still hurt?"

Regarding Butler Zhao's concern, Su Qingran smiled at the corner of her mouth, "Thank you for your concern, Uncle Zhao's care, the wound no longer hurts."

"Are you hungry now? I'll go and ask the kitchen to make you some food."

Seeing that he was about to lift his foot out, Su Qingran stopped him, "Uncle Zhao, I'm not hungry yet."

"You haven't eaten until now last night, why aren't you hungry? The prince said that your injury was caused by Dali Temple and a hero. Before he went out, he specifically told me to take good care of you in the past few days."

"Is the prince in good health?"

"It's okay."

"Have he gone to Dali Temple?"

Zhao Zhong nodded, "I went there with Mr. Baili early this morning. In the next few days, the prince will not return to his house and will give you a leave to take care of your injuries in the house."

Su Qingran nodded.

That man is quite conscientious.

However, the injury on her back hurts so much!

"You take a rest first, I'll let Chuchu serve you to wash."

"Chu Chu?" Su Qingran frowned suspiciously.

"I forgot to tell you, the prince said you were injured, so I asked me to buy a maid back to serve you early this morning."

Su Qingran couldn't help but twitch the corners of her mouth, "No, no, you don't need it, the prince is really polite."

Should I send a maid to serve her or monitor her?

The man clearly knew that she was a woman last night, and even gave her a maid, which was obviously deliberately making things difficult for her.

"The prince is very nice to us. When Mr. Baili was injured last year, the prince also bought a maid for him to take care of his daily life." Zhao Zhong explained that after he finished speaking, he went out to prepare breakfast for Su Qingran.

As soon as he walked forward, a green figure entered the room.

"I have seen Mr. Han."

"Get up." Su Qingran looked at it lightly.

The woman in front of her was fourteen or fifteen years old, looking fair, but she was timid and never dared to look up.

"Yes, I'll go get water now." Chuchu said and quickly retreated.

Su Qingran twitched the corners of her mouth again. Is she so scary?

As soon as she raised her eyes, she met the golden sunshine that shone in outside the window, and she couldn't open her eyes.

Looking around, he looked at the man's bedroom.

The bedroom is simple and elegant, like a study room, with exquisite decorations and unparalleled everywhere.

The gilded incense burner is filled with agarwood, adding a touch of tranquility to the whole room.

After using breakfast, Su Qingran asked Chuchu to help her back to her ear.

After all, it was the man's bedroom, and it was not suitable for her to stay there.

He lay on the soft couch and asked Chuchu to take the notes she usually made.

When she was in Dali Temple, although it was usually recorded by Bailihe, after she came back, she usually habitually recorded the general content again so that she could sort it out by herself.

After Chuchu sent her notes, she left like a flying one.

That fearful look made Su Qingran very puzzled. She is not a monster, so what are she afraid of?

She smiled and opened the notes bored.

After reading it, she couldn't help but remember the incident in the Dark Moon Tower, and the charming and charming Yanzhi lure Junhuan.

Most of the guests who went to the Dark Moon Tower were wealthy businessmen and high-ranking officials, while the women inside were all tempting Junhuan, fascinating the guests and saying whatever they asked.

There is also Ruyan, who is good at it. She is obviously trained and is not an ordinary brothel woman.

Dark Moon Tower is clearly an intelligence agency!
Chapter completed!