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Lu Ying remained silent.
He took out a handkerchief and gathered some snow from the branches.
When the snow melted and soaked the handkerchief, he knelt down on one knee before Shen Yinning and carefully applied the handkerchief to her injured area.
His voice was calm, without a ripple: "After a sprain, you need an ice compress to reduce the swelling before applying medicine."
Shen Yinning looked down at the pristine black silk handkerchief on her ankle, the corner of which bore an embroidered character: "Ying."
The cool sensation eased the swelling and aching heat caused by the sprain; it was indeed far more effective than directly rubbing medicinal oil.
She looked at Lu Ying, who was crouched in front of her, a thousand feelings surging in her heart.
As a child, everyone praised her beauty, except for him — he claimed he didn't think so.
She hated him and secretly incited the other princes to exclude him.
