The Prince's Runaway Concubine was a novel with many supporting male leads. The female lead ran for her life and met all kinds of supporting male leads along the way.
The only one that she didn't meet on the way was the number one affectionate supporting male lead, Song Jiaoyue. He was just like his name, cold and noble like the bright moon. In the end, he ended up all alone.
His background was also very high. He was the son of Song Guoshi, the only son of the eldest princess, and the top scholar of the Bingchen Year. He was known as Sir Jiaoyue!
This Sir Jiaoyue was the only man whose status was comparable to the male lead. Unfortunately, he didn't manage to win the beauty's heart.
Bai Xiangxiu looked at him and her heart was filled with ellipses. This was because after this man found out that the female lead had been harmed by the original Bai Xiangxiu, he even threatened her!
Of course, this hadn't happened yet. Right now, she was staring at a certain supporting male lead in a daze, even though she was actually distracted.
"Sorry, cough … I was thinking about something."
So embarrassing. When could she change this habit of being distracted whenever she saw something? What if she was misunderstood as a love-struck fool?
Song Jiaoyue didn't mind. On the contrary, he felt that her reaction just now was normal.
Bai Xiangxiu also didn't want to have anything to do with the supporting male lead. Finding the person crying for help was the most important thing.
Suddenly, she noticed that there was a piece of cloth behind the supporting male lead's shoes. Inside the cloth, there was a very strange black thorn-like thing sticking out.
She felt her heart beat very fast. She pushed the supporting male lead to the side and said, "Excuse me, excuse me." Could it be that she saw wrongly? This couldn't be …
Song Jiaoyue originally thought that this girl would be embarrassed or something, but in the end, he was pushed away. Then, she squatted on the ground and carefully looked at the pile of rags.
He couldn't help but twitch his mouth. When was he inferior to the pile of rags that was thrown away?
He originally wanted to leave, but for some reason, he was attracted by this girl's strange actions. He actually wanted to stay and see what she was doing.
She picked up the rag bit by bit and shouted in surprise, "I found it! I didn't expect to find it!" Then she reached out to grab it and jumped up with a shout.
Song Jiaoyue couldn't help but frown. She clearly knew that the thing had thorns, yet she still tried to grab it. This girl was too careless. Look at how badly her hand was pricked.
Moreover, she herself seemed to be frightened as she watched the blood drip out without doing anything to treat it.
"Miss, Miss … Is your hand badly injured?"
He kindly reminded her, but who would have thought that the girl would be so frightened that she took a few steps back. She seemed to have completely lost the joy she had just now. She shook her head in a daze and said, "I'm fine."
"This kind of thing hurts people. It's better not to have it." He saw the girl reach out for it again and reminded her.
This time, the girl just held the rag in her hand. Her mood was still not very good. She said a few words of thanks to him, then raised the rag and asked, "Excuse me, whose is this? I want to buy it."
Song Jiaoyue wanted to laugh. It was obvious that this thing had been thrown away. This girl was rather honest.
But for some reason, seeing the blood on her hand, he couldn't laugh.
She didn't cherish herself too much.
As expected, that thing had been thrown away by someone.
It was a caravan that had thrown it away. They had come back from the desert far away. Because they were afraid of getting sunburned, they picked some local plants to use. It was said that it could relieve sunburn.
When they reached the place, they didn't need the thorny thing, so they threw it aside. In the end, it was discovered by the girl.
This was all what Song Jiaoyue found out. The girl who had taken the plant didn't say anything. When she heard that they didn't want it, she took it with her and left. When she left, she didn't even look at him.
Song Jiaoyue couldn't help but touch his face. He had always felt that he was very popular.
But today, he couldn't even compare to that ugly and scary plant.
He couldn't help but chuckle. It seemed that there were always some women in this world who didn't yearn for other people's power and appearance. Then what did they want?
As for the girl who was accidentally judged not to yearn for anything, she was actually very vulgar. She liked the story of the prince and Cinderella the most. Unfortunately, that was just a story.
Compared to the story, she wanted to return to reality more.
In the end, after being pricked, she found that no matter how much blood she lost, there was no sign of her going back.
She was so shocked that she couldn't think of anything else.
With great difficulty, she brought the cactus to the place where Sun Si 'er's carriage had stopped. She waited for a while before seeing him.
The two of them didn't talk too much. She got into the basket inside the carriage and was pulled into the prince's residence.
With someone's help, everything went smoothly. Before the servants checked the backyard, she safely returned to her Winter Garden.
Xiao Shi was so anxious that she cried. But she immediately changed her clothes and combed her hair. But when she saw that her master had brought back a strange plant covered with thorns, she couldn't help but be shocked.
"Help me find a flower pot. I want to plant it well." She had found it with great difficulty. Even if she couldn't go back after being pricked by it, she had to make sure it lived!
Xiao Shi could only go find a flower pot. She watched as her master used chopsticks to plant the plant in the soil. Then, she watered it and put it on the windowsill. She seemed to be deep in thought as she looked at it.
"Ah, Mistress Xiu, your hand." Why were there so many wounds?
She quickly found some ointment and helped her apply it. Then, she said, "Mistress, you really don't take care of yourself." Her small hand was so tender. How could she not care about being pricked so many times?
"It's fine. Don't worry. It doesn't hurt." She was used to being pricked and scratched while planting flowers and trees.
Xiao Shi only thought that she was unhappy. She thought about how the Prince had said that he was busy ever since he came back. He didn't care about the madams in the backyard at all.
Her master was so beautiful, but she could only be abandoned in this remote place. She felt sorry for her master.
However, Bai Xiangxiu was thinking that she had finally found the cactus. Unfortunately, it didn't prick her back. What was she going to do in the future?
"Thank you."
"You're welcome." Bai Xiangxiu replied casually.
"What do you mean you're welcome?
Mistress Xiu, what's wrong? "
Xiao Shi finished applying medicine for her master and was just about to pour her some tea when she heard her master's sudden question.
Bai Xiangxiu was startled. "You didn't say thank you to me?"
She had indeed heard someone say thank you to her, but when she thought about how Xiao Shi really didn't have anything to say to her, she wondered if she was hearing things.
Xiao Shi shook her head. "Mistress Xiu, you must be tired from walking around all day. Why don't you rest a bit?"
"Alright!" Perhaps she was too tired?
She really did lie down on the bed to rest.
Not long after, the maids came over in groups of three or five. Although the old madame didn't need these concubines to run over to her place to curry favor, she still had to pay attention to the movements of the mistresses in the estate. That was why they were patrolling the rooms.
These maids had all followed the old madame into the estate since they were young. They were all astute and capable. They would sit in the rooms for a while and talk for a bit before leaving.
Of course, they were just polite words, such as asking what was missing, what was missing, and so on.
They were polite, but in reality, they were just reporting to the old madame after seeing the situation in each room. Even if they told them that they were lacking in clothing and food, it was useless. They might even be stabbed in the back.