Chapter 48 The Beautiful Figure If he hadn't seen that person with his own eyes just now, he would definitely...
If he hadn't seen the person with his own eyes just now, he would have been completely deceived by that weak and easily bullied appearance.
The man's gaze suddenly turned sinister, and Jiang Zhuoying secretly swallowed, her heart pounding.
Her slender, fair fingertips were nervously fiddling with the beads on the hem of her skirt...
What can he do if he doesn't admit it and can't produce any evidence?
It's possible that he's just doing it again, like before, deliberately putting on a stern face to try and trick her.
She must stay calm and not lose her composure.
Qi Fan gave her a deep look, his gaze dark and unfathomable, and Jiang Zhuoying's heart pounded even faster.
"Is that so?" His thin lips parted slightly, his voice low and husky.
"Of course!" The girl nodded without hesitation.
She witnessed the other person's eyes instantly turn icy, and then he suddenly straightened up and turned his back without warning.
Jiang Zhuoying panicked a little and subconsciously tugged at his sleeve.
But the man seemed to have eyes in the back of his head, having already anticipated her movements. With a slight flick of his sleeve, Jiang Zhuoying missed her target.
"Second Prince, brother?"
She called out, but the other person didn't stop walking, followed by the sound of the door opening and closing.
In the blink of an eye, she was the only one left in the room.
Jiang Zhuoying frowned, carefully trying to recall where she had slipped up...
But she simply couldn't admit that she was hiding from Jiang Ying.
What should I do?
Not long after the man left, the door creaked slightly again.
Jiang Zhuoying immediately looked up: "Second Prince, you're back..."
The person who came was Chu Yixin.
Her eyes widened slightly: "Eunuch Chu?"
"Why!"
Chu Yixin responded softly, then hunched over and came in, before tiptoeing to close the door.
This action... Jiang Zhuoying surprisingly noticed something suspicious about it...
"Eunuch Chu, what brings you here?"
Chu Yixin strode up to her in three steps, then deliberately lowered her voice: "Shh, Jiang girl, I'll get straight to the point."
"You won't get away with arguing with me!" he said anxiously.
Jiang Zhuoying suddenly felt a little confused; she didn't like that tone of voice...
The girl's voice was weak but somewhat stiff: "I didn't mean to argue with him... He just suddenly turned into a fierce-looking guy, and I got scared."
After saying that, she glanced at Chu Yixin with a wronged expression.
This poor thing instantly captured Chu Yixin's already skewed and disoriented heart.
"Ahem." He coughed twice and tentatively asked, "Jiang girl, your ex-fiancé, whom you've already broken up with, was just outside. Didn't you see him?"
Jiang Zhuoying was slightly taken aback when she suddenly heard someone mention someone who didn't even exist. It took her a moment to realize what was going on.
No blame?
The girl suddenly opened her eyes wide: "Where is he?"
Chu Yixin carefully observed her expression and saw that her pupils were slightly open and her face was full of surprise, which did not seem to be fake.
He flicked his hand, a habitual gesture he made when holding a whisk, but it seemed a little strange to go out without one.
He spoke in a low voice, telling the truth: "It's right next to the stalls opposite Yuanbaolou."
Jiang Zhuoying understood. It must be because of what happened to Zhuozhuo a couple of days ago. Wujiu and the others were worried about her safety, which is why they followed her all the way.
Can……
"Even if he were here, why would His Highness be angry with me?"
These two people have no connection whatsoever, and there's absolutely no link between them.
Faced with her innocent and puzzled expression, Chu Yixin was speechless.
The reason why he couldn't possibly explain it to a girl who was completely clueless.
I wonder what Master has been busy with these days? Why doesn't this Jiang girl show any signs of getting to know things?
"Ahem, I cannot tolerate deception the most." He stopped there.
Jiang Zhuoying immediately understood, her eyes shining with a hint of light. So that's how it is!
The Second Prince was convinced that she was hiding from Wu Jiu, and she, now his only maid, kept telling him to trust her more.
But she herself failed to tell the truth, and given that guy's petty and vindictive nature, it's not entirely incomprehensible that he would be angry with her.
All of this suddenly became perfectly reasonable...
The young girl nodded solemnly: "Eunuch Chu, I understand. I will talk to the Second Prince properly."
"That's good……"
After Chu Yixin came to inform her of the news, she quickly left.
Judging from their appearance, they must have sneaked in during a break.
Jiang Zhuoying was grateful. After the others had left for a while, she slowly got up and went to the window.
Coincidentally, the window of this room overlooks the Yuanbaolou Restaurant directly in front of it.
She searched diligently for Wujiu's figure...
A few breaths later, her eyes lit up.
Wu Jiu was still guarding that spot. As expected of the person her father left her, he was meticulous and insightful. The moment she looked over, he noticed her gaze.
Jiang Zhuoying waved to him, indicating that he should leave first.
The latter nodded solemnly, picked up his sword, and turned around...
Jiang Zhuoying breathed a sigh of relief before turning around to think about how to coax him later.
Always playing the victim... what if this tactic stops working after a while?
...
The door suddenly creaked open again, and Jiang Zhuoying looked in the direction of the sound—
"Wu Jiu?"
Her eyes widened like saucers, and she covered her mouth and nose, lowering her voice: "What are you doing here?!"
Wu Jiu walked up to her in a few steps: "Didn't you send me here, Miss?"
He suddenly knelt down on one knee in front of her, caught off guard: "It was my fault two days ago. I had an inappropriate lunch and suffered from severe diarrhea, which led to..."
Jiang Zhuoying: "???"
She didn't want to know the reason at all right now and hurriedly interrupted him.
"When did I let you come? Get out of here right now! Leave immediately!"
Wu Jiu was stunned for a moment, then nodded blankly.
Before he could even turn around, the door behind him was suddenly pushed open from the outside—
Jiang Zhuoying only managed to catch a glimpse of the grayish-blue hem of the garment.
Without a second thought, she immediately fell to the ground and burst into tears, sobbing, "Since you already have someone new, why come looking for me again? I won't go with you!"
Wu Jiu wasn't stupid; he knew he had fallen into a trap. No wonder the defenses outside the house were so lax.
It doesn't matter if something happens to him, but if he ruins Miss's important plans, then he will be guilty of a thousand deaths!
"...You'll regret this later."
He racked his brains to come up with these words, then immediately turned and left.
Jiang Zhuoying's heart was in her throat. Seeing Wujiu being stopped by Chu Yixin, the former made a sudden move, and Chu Yixin was a little slow, so Wujiu broke through...
Chu Yixin broke out in a cold sweat and immediately straightened his face: "Master, this servant will go after them right away!"
After saying that, he disappeared through the doorway.
Jiang Zhuoying fell to the ground, clutching her right shoulder, her forehead already covered in cold sweat from the pain.
When she fell to the ground, she instinctively used her right hand to brace herself. She didn't know if her wound had been torn open, but it was in excruciating pain.
Through her teary eyes, the bluish-gray hem drew closer and closer, and the cool, sandalwood scent grew stronger.
She looked up with a pitiful expression, carefully tugging at his hem, her voice soft and delicate: "Second Prince...the wound hurts."
She felt a lightness as someone lifted her up, but she was already wincing in pain, and tears were streaming down her face uncontrollably.
She had never been injured so severely before, and today the wound seemed to hurt even more than on the day she was injured.
Shocked and frightened, and with her whole body aching and exhausted, Jiang Zhuoying was carried out of the room and then into another, more exquisitely decorated room.
She was placed on the couch, her face pale, and she leaned limply against the pillows, gritting her teeth.
She watched as the man brought over a medicine box, then sat on a round stool in front of the bed and pulled her into his arms.
Then, that hand actually tried to pull open her collar...
Jiang Zhuoying froze, clutching her collar tightly, her pale face flushing red.
There is no doctor here.
His indifferent voice was concise and to the point.
Jiang Zhuoying shook her head desperately: "No, no, that won't do. I'll do it myself. Just tell me which medicines to use."
She lowered her head, and her two fair ears were already flushed red.
The man paused slightly as he selected a few bottles of ointment from the medicine box that she might need.
"I'm right outside."
The little girl nodded and said softly, "Okay."
Qi Fan glanced at her, got up, walked around the screen, and went to the side room.
The screen inside the room was made of silk, and although it was a dark color, the room was brightly lit today because of the strong sunlight.
Therefore, every move is immediately visible.
A slender figure, her dark hair brushing against her slender shoulders, her clothes fluttering in the breeze…
His clear, cool eyes gradually darkened.
Jiang Zhuoying applied medicine to herself, occasionally letting out soft moans, completely unaware of the possessive gaze directed at her from the other side of the screen.
After finally managing to apply the medicine to herself, she recovered and began to worry about Wu Jiu again, hoping that he would be quick-witted and not be caught by Eunuch Chu.
After slowly tidying her clothes, Jiang Zhuoying looked up and glanced outside. The tall and slender figure reflected on the screen startled her.
The girl clutched her chest, breathing heavily. She had almost forgotten that there was someone else who needed her to comfort her.
"Second Prince?" she asked tentatively, "What... are you doing standing there?"
Once this person is standing, he gives her an inexplicable sense of oppression, even though there are seats available outside...
As soon as she finished speaking, the hem of her gray-blue robe swept past the screen.
He was tall, and he glanced at the girl on the bed with a cold expression: "Is the medicine finished?"
Jiang Zhuoying nodded hesitantly and began to bring up the incident where the two of them had parted on bad terms.
"Were you angry because of him just now?"
"I didn't mean to lie to you. I really didn't see him outside Yuanbao Tower, Second Prince. Can you believe me?"
The man didn't respond to her. He simply lifted his robe and sat on the round stool in front of the couch. At this height, Jiang Zhuoying only needed to tilt her head slightly to meet his gaze.
How did he know you were here?
"...because I just glanced out the window a few times, and he saw me."
"What brings you here?"
"...He came to beg for peace, but didn't I refuse him outright?"
Why refuse?
"...naturally because, because..."
"Why?"
The man pressed closer, his gaze fixed on her with an intense intensity, his eyes sharp and menacing.
Jiang Zhuoying subconsciously raised her hand and lightly pressed against his chest, his figure reflected in her bright pupils.
She swallowed hard: "Don't you know the reason?"
"Say it."
As he spoke, his vibrating voice and the warm breath he exhaled, mixed with the cool and mellow scent of sandalwood, surrounded the girl.
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