Chapter 59 Thank you, Your Highness, I am fine.

Xiyan responded obediently, her white fingertips sliding down Xiao Nanyan's shoulders.

Xiao Nanyue felt his shoulders suddenly feel empty and he slowly opened his eyes.

"Shu'er is naughty. Is your maid free today?"

Helian Shu heard this, glanced at the two maids standing behind her with their heads bowed, curled her lips, and said with disgust:

"They are clumsy and weak, how can they compare to the dexterity of your charming maid."

Xiao Nanyan pursed his lips and said nothing.

Xiyan steadily picked up the purple clay teapot and poured boiling hot tea into it. The steaming heat blurred the calculation in her eyes:

"Your Highness, please have some tea!"

Helian Shu looked at the slender, white and tender little hand in front of her, and remembered that it was stroking Xiao Nanyue's shoulder just now. She didn't know what else these hands had done for Xiao Nanyue..., and a heat inexplicably rose in her heart.

She wanted to use the same trick again, catching the tea with one hand but failing to catch it firmly, trying to knock over the teacup and splash the scalding tea onto Xiyan's hand.

Unexpectedly, Xiyan was quick to catch the teacup, but her wrist trembled slightly in panic, and the boiling water splashed onto Helian Shu's wrist.

"ah!"

Helian Shu screamed, stood up suddenly and looked down. Red and swollen blisters instantly appeared on her white jade-like wrist.

She was shocked and angry, and without thinking, she slapped Xi Yan hard in the face:

"You blind slave!"

The slap was filled with great anger and force. Xiyan's frail body was blown far away like a kite with a broken string. The teacup in her hand fell out of her hand and hit the ground with a clang, breaking into several pieces.

Her body lost its balance and she fell to the ground. In panic, she seemed to subconsciously use her hands to support herself, and her palm just happened to press on a piece of sharp debris. Blood mixed with tea formed strange patterns on the ground.

"Shu'er, calm down!"

Xiao Nanyan exhaled slightly, his eyes fell lightly on Xiyan who had fallen to the ground, but he spoke to comfort Helian Shu:

"Shu'er, Xiyan has always been cautious in her actions. Maybe she was panicked for a moment and made a mistake. I hope your hand is fine!"

Seeing Xiao Nanyan pleading for Xiyan, and seeing that Helian Shu clearly wanted to burn Xiyan but got burned instead, Xiao Nanyan probably saw everything but didn't point it out. She felt a little uneasy in her heart, and endured the huge pain in her wrist, pulling her red lips and smiling awkwardly:

"It's alright! I was in so much pain just now that I injured the maidservant in Brother Yan's house!"

"I'm glad Shu'er is okay!"

Han Xiao stood behind Xiao Nanyan, staring at Xi Yan who was lying on the ground, his eyes full of heartache, but his reason told him that he could do nothing in front of everyone and could only suppress his inner anxiety.

Such a big noise instantly broke the originally tense atmosphere in the hall.

Everyone's eyes turned over here.

At this moment, Xiyan had a bright red slap mark on her face, and was covering her right palm which was bleeding like a column. She struggled to get up, but was supported by a pair of warm and powerful hands and held up steadily.

"Miss Xiyan, are you okay?"

Xiyan raised her eyes, but was stunned. She didn't expect that the person who helped her up was Prince Helian Feng.

"Let me see your hand, it seems to be seriously injured!" A trace of concern emerged in his eyes.

The prince had given the order, and Xiyan dared not disobey. She timidly stretched out her bleeding little hand.

Helian Feng stretched out his big hand, took the small hand into his palm, lowered his eyes and examined it:

But the originally white and tender palm was now blood red, with several small wounds still bleeding.

The candlelight flowed on the jade crown on his head, making his angular face flicker.

Xiyan lowered her eyes shyly, her body trembling slightly, as if she was very frightened, but her heart suddenly tightened.

After a while, Helian Feng said softly: "Fortunately, it's just a flesh wound, no bones or muscles are broken!"

After saying this, he took out a handkerchief embroidered with auspicious cloud patterns in gold thread from his bosom and carefully bandaged her wound.

"Thank you, Your Highness. I am fine!"

Xiyan let out a sigh of relief.

The bright yellow candlelight streamed across Helian Feng's Nine-Chapter Royal Robe, and the white jade belt buckle at his waist reflected a warm luster. Just like at this moment, the concern in his eyes was like the ripples of spring water:

"Stop the bleeding first. Later, when you go back, you still have to clean the wound and apply some medicine powder to avoid leaving scars."

"Um!"

Xiyan agreed in a low voice, and her pale little face became even more charming.

Helian Feng held her soft wrist, his palm trembling slightly.

He stared at the watery almond eyes of the woman in front of him, and suddenly realized that although she was frightened and her eyes were full of tears, the depths of her eyes were as clear and calm as amber immersed in a cold pond.

Xiyan was slightly embarrassed by his burning gaze and lowered her eyes silently.

Suddenly, she felt a pain in her wrist, and was pulled away from Helian Feng's side by a huge force.

Then, she stumbled into the familiar cold fragrance, and when she raised her eyes, she met Xiao Nanyan's dark pupils.

"Thank you, Your Highness, for your kindness and compassion for the servant girl in my palace."

Xiao Nanyan looked at Helian Feng, a rare smile on his face:

"However, this maidservant is very clumsy. I will discipline her strictly when we return to the palace."