Chapter 215 Shen Cong is really awkward

After pondering for a long time, Li Nanke shook his head dejectedly.

"I can't guess who wanted to harm me, but I felt that the wooden sign was too deliberate."

"Ninth Brother, who do you think wants to harm me?"

She hugged her bent legs with her two small hands, rested her chin on her knees, and tilted her head to look intently at Shen Cong.

Shen Cong stretched out his legs and leaned back against the soft pillow behind him.

He shook his head. "There's too little evidence to draw any conclusions. Let's wait for Wei Yan's investigation."

He glanced at her sideways and hummed softly.

He added, "Instead of wasting your time, why don't you think about how to deal with this kind of situation in the future? Are you just going to sit here and wait for someone to come and save you?"

You can't always be lucky enough to meet someone who will save you.

Li Nanke blurted it out.

"How could that be? I'm not going to sit around waiting for someone to rescue me. I'm going to rely on myself."

Shen Cong raised his eyebrows slightly.

"Well, at least you know not to pin your hopes on others; you haven't gotten too much water in your brain."

Seeing you calling him "Brother Xie" so often, I thought you were planning to rely on him in the future.

Li Nanke puffed out his cheeks.

I really want to know if this guy could poison himself if he licked his own lips one day?

Shen Cong then asked, "Tell me, how do you plan to rely on yourself?"

Li Nanke really thought about this question seriously.

Her previous encounter with danger by the Bian River and her near-being knocked unconscious and framed in the palace served as a wake-up call for her.

This frightened horse was clearly after her life.

"I want to learn martial arts. I don't need to become extremely skilled; just having the ability to save my life when I encounter danger is enough."

Well, I still need to learn medicine. I can't just be easily poisoned by someone else. Before Mr. Guiliu went to Miao territory, he left me a medical book.

I can learn on my own first, and then ask Mr. Guiliu for guidance when he returns, but as for learning martial arts..."

Li Nanke spoke eloquently, his little fists clenched tightly, looking determined to work hard.

In the end, her face fell again.

"I need to find a female master who knows martial arts. She must be someone I know well, highly skilled in martial arts, and who can live in the Marquis's mansion to practice with me."

Oh dear, people like this are so hard to find, what should we do?

Li Nanke's face was wrinkled, like a soft, white little bun.

Men who know martial arts are easy to find, but it's inconvenient for men to enter the inner quarters of the Marquis of Anping's mansion, so they can only find female masters.

However, female masters who know martial arts are rare and not easy to find.

Shen Cong said, "I'll have Erfeng find one for you."

"What?"

Li Nanke was stunned for a moment, then straightened up excitedly, her round eyes shining like stars.

"Is Ninth Brother really willing to help me find a female master?"

Shen Cong stared at the two dimples on the little girl's face, seemingly regretting his slip of the tongue.

"Never mind if you didn't hear me clearly!"

"No, no, no... I heard it clearly. I just heard Ninth Brother say that he would find me a female master. You are a prince, and your word is law. You are not allowed to go back on your word."

"Oh!"

A cold snort escaped from Shen Cong's throat.

"You deliberately brought this up in front of me, wasn't it so that I would help you find a female master who knows martial arts?"

Li Nanke's little scheme was exposed, but he wasn't angry. He secretly stuck out his tongue, smiled, and sat back down in his original spot.

Although she could ask her father or mother to hire a female master from the escort agency, no one she knew could be as trustworthy as the person Shen Cong had given her.

Just like Huang Sheng.

"Oh dear, I knew I couldn't hide this little thought from Ninth Brother. He's a prince, he knows a lot of people."

"Don't worry, the female master's tuition and monthly allowance all come from the Marquis's residence. Ke'er is a grateful person, and she will always remember Ninth Brother's great kindness."

"oh?"

Shen Cong squinted as he sized her up.

"Just remember it in your heart? No need to come and thank me in person?"

Li Nanke blinked, remembering that she had previously told Xie Xuanxiao that she had come to his door to express her gratitude.

No wonder that sounded familiar.

Her eyes darted around, and she chuckled.

"I'm not familiar with the Xie family... and Xie Xuanxiao isn't well acquainted with them, so of course I have to go and express my gratitude and offer some polite greetings."

"Look, Ninth Brother and I are so close, there's no need for these formalities, right? Of course, if Ninth Brother needs anything, I can bring a thank-you gift in person."

Shen Cong snorted and said nothing more, but a faint smile appeared in his eyes.

"Hey, turn your head around."

He turned around, opened the small drawer next to him, and beckoned to Li Nanke with his finger.

Li Nanke was bewildered.

"do what?"

"Just turn around when I tell you to. Am I going to chop your head off?"

Shen Cong snorted, then reached out and lifted her chin, turning her head to face him.

The next moment, his cold fingertips landed on her forehead.

"Ouch! That hurts!"

Li Nanke subconsciously shrank his neck and pulled his head back.

"Don't move."

Shen Cong said coldly, pressing his other hand on the back of her head, fixing her head in place.

Li Nanke was unable to move, and only then did she realize that Shen Cong was applying medicine to her.

The injury on his forehead must have been from the collision with the carriage earlier; it seems to have swollen into a large bump.

The ointment was cool and refreshing, with a rich medicinal scent, but Chen Cong's fingertips were even colder than the ointment, so cold that she couldn't help but shrink back.

Then she felt Shen Cong glance at her, and he softened his movements.

But she still felt pain, and with a droopy face, she asked, "Is the swelling big? Is there a wound?"

"Won't I be disfigured, will I, Ninth Brother?"

Shen Cong wiped his fingers clean with a handkerchief before answering her question.

"Yes, yes, no!"

Li Nanke was stunned for a moment before she realized what he meant, and subconsciously reached out to touch the wound on her forehead.

"It hurts so much, the wound must be huge!"

"Don't move!"

Shen Cong frowned, pulled her arm down, and glanced at her sideways.

"Pain teaches you a lesson. Go back and practice your martial arts diligently. If you get injured again, there won't be any ointment from me, and you'll be left with scars."

Li Nanke couldn't break free from his hand and forced herself to suppress the urge to touch her wound.

Shen Cong really knows how to talk...

She tilted her head and looked at Shen Cong with a grin, "I know Ninth Brother is concerned about me and is worried that I will get hurt again next time, that's why he said that."

Shen Cong's expression froze for a moment, then he scoffed lightly.

"Who cares about you? You're overthinking it. Only you know a few clues about the blood curse on me. I'm just thinking about my own health."

Li Nanke blinked his dark eyes, then chuckled.

Pointing at him, she shouted, "You're lying! Your ears are all red. My mother said that red ears mean you said something against your will."

Ninth Brother, you weren't telling the truth just now!

Shen Cong's earlobes were tinged with a faint pink, and upon hearing this, half of his ear turned red, creating a stark contrast with his pale face.

The boy awkwardly shook off Li Nanke's hand, barely managing to squeeze out two words through gritted teeth.

"Shut up! You're mistaken! My ears have always been this color."

Li Nanke pursed her lips, not exposing him.

He thought to himself that Shen Cong was really awkward and didn't act like a twelve-year-old older brother at all!