Unfortunately, Bai Xiangxiu had accidentally caught him rubbing his nose. Her hand trembled as she held the teacup, spilling half of the tea. Fortunately, it wasn't too hot.
However, her heart was on fire. She felt like the male lead was thinking about her.
Actually, there was nothing bad about being thought about. The male lead was handsome, powerful, and capable … cough, she hadn't read the books for nothing. The male lead's halo wasn't for nothing. There had to be many reasons to attract people's attention.
However, no matter how good it was, there was one bad thing: he would be the main culprit who killed this body in the future!
As a girl with an extremely good memory, she recalled the servant girl who had been beaten to a pulp that day. She didn't feel very good, and all the thoughts that she should and shouldn't have had were put to rest.
Xiao Shi added fuel to the fire. She hugged her mistress' hand and blew on it, saying anxiously, "Mistress Xiu, your skin is so tender. It'll hurt if you burn it. Hurry and blow on it."
"What are you blowing on? Go get the Red Pearl."
Long Heng didn't want to talk, but seeing that the girl seemed like she was going to keep blowing, he had no choice but to tell her.
Xiao Shi subconsciously wanted to go get it, but Bai Xiangxiu stopped her. "Don't go. You didn't burn it. Why waste it?
Go outside and take a look. The old madame should be coming. "
How could a mother not worry and run over to take a look when the injured person was here?
Xiao Shi nodded and went out. She had to receive the old madame when she came.
Once she left, Long Heng said, "Although you're in charge of the family, don't be too tight on yourself. If there's anything you need, just tell me. I won't mistreat you."
"Thank you, Prince." She was a bit overwhelmed by the favor, but still behaved properly.
At this time, Long Heng felt that her constant alienation was a bit depressing. Could it be that she couldn't tell what he was thinking?
Thus, the Prince began to reflect on himself. He finally realized that it was really hard for her to notice.
That was because the closest the two of them had ever been to each other was that one time when they were honest with each other. In the end, before things could progress any further, she 'bled'. In the future, because she was always nervous, they spent less time together and more time apart. If this continued, when would they be able to get closer?
Just as she was feeling depressed, Old Mistress came over. The moment she entered the room, tears welled up in her eyes. Her heart ached as she said, "This child, you're not young anymore. Why are you still going around causing trouble?
But where was he hurt?
Let Mother take a look. "
As she spoke, the nannies helped her to the front of the bed. Bai Xiangxiu hurriedly brought a pretty stool over. Old Mistress sat down and opened her arms.
But she was so scared that she didn't know where to extend her hand.
Bai Xiangxiu said from the side, "Prince's leg was injured. The doctor changed the medicine and said it was a wound. But fortunately, it didn't hurt his muscles and bones. He just lost too much blood. He'll be fine after resting for a while."
When Old Mistress heard this, she naturally went to look at her leg under the blanket. However, Long Heng immediately reached out and held her down. He said, "Mother, I usually have countless injuries, big and small. It's not a problem."
"Countless injuries, big and small, are on the battlefield. This is the capital. How did you get injured to this extent?
You can't even walk back to your own courtyard. You didn't even send someone to pick you up. Are you going to tell me or not? "
Old Mistress was really anxious. She didn't care if there was anyone around and just asked in a deep voice.
Long Heng wasn't angry. He casually waved his hand, indicating for everyone to leave.
The nannies and maidservants naturally understood. They all bowed and slowly retreated out of the door.
Bai Xiangxiu also wanted to leave. However, Long Heng said, "Madam Bai, pour some tea over."
Did he not want her to leave?
That's right. Everyone in the room had left. If she left, there would be no one to order them around.
Thus, she poured two cups of tea and placed them on the small table beside Old Mistress's bed.
She blinked her eyes. Should she leave or not?
Old Mistress didn't care if she left or not. She continued to ask, "What is it that you can't let others know?
Is it related to that girl from the Lin family? "
Her son had gone out to look for her this time. In the end, he had returned with a body full of injuries. If this wasn't related to her, then what was?
Long Heng didn't try to hide anything from her as he recounted everything that had happened. He didn't mention that she'd been pinned down by that jianghu man just because he hated her, and that she'd been stripped naked.
However, when Old Mistress heard this, she slapped the table, causing the teacup to jump.
Bai Xiangxiu was afraid of scalding her hand. She silently picked up the teacup and waited for her to calm down before putting the teacup down.
Long Heng didn't get angry. He drank the tea without changing his expression and said, "She went overboard."
It wasn't just overboard. This kind of situation had never appeared in the novel.
However, that male supporting character number two was indeed quite powerful. In terms of martial strength, he was slightly weaker than Long Heng.
However, what was the female lead doing? Couldn't she tell what was going on?
At that time, she went to help the male supporting character who had kidnapped her and caused the male lead to be injured. How could the male lead like her?
However, that really was the female lead's personality. She was a little white flower who couldn't tell what was important.
However, didn't all men like her like that? Why did it change?
It seemed that it was all because of the male lead. She didn't know where he found out about the female lead's escape that day. That was why it changed.
Therefore, when this kind of situation occurred before the male lead had any feelings for her, wasn't this adding frost on top of snow?
If this continued, the story would completely go out of shape. Would she still be able to properly act as a prophet?
Bai Xiangxiu clenched her small handkerchief at the side. When the story completely slipped out of her control, what was she going to do?
Continue to hug his thigh or think about leaving?
No, if she left the prince's estate, she had no place to go. Even surviving would be difficult.
Moreover, she still had a chance to go back. She had to stab the cactus in this room on the same day. If she left and came back again, it wouldn't be easy.
Although the story had changed, the male and female leads hadn't. As long as she persisted in hugging his thigh, didn't cause trouble, and didn't randomly get jealous, she didn't believe that he could kill her.
After making up her mind, she continued to listen. However, she inadvertently saw Long Heng's gaze drift towards her.
The two people's gazes collided in the air. Before any sparks could fly, they both looked away.
The old madame angrily said, "How can this kind of immoral woman enter our family? I will immediately go and reject this marriage."
"I'm afraid it won't be that easy. Minister Lin and Madame Lin naturally know what their daughter's reputation is like.
If we bring it up right now, then we will directly ruin Miss Lin's reputation. Therefore, they will definitely oppose it or delay it. "
Long Heng calmly analyzed the situation. However, when he raised his head, he saw Bai shi looking at him with shock and disbelief. It seemed like she didn't believe that he would reject the marriage.
That's right, this woman had a kind heart. Everyone in the fu had been saying this recently.
When the maidservant's family had a flood, she had secretly paid for it. When the servants had difficulties, she would also help. She was simply a good person.
However, he had also been injured in order to find that woman. Shouldn't she care about him first before thinking about others?
Therefore, Long Heng was currently jealous of a group of unknown pitiful people.