Chapter 13
Su Meier, who had just bent over, tried to crawl under the bed, but the skirt made it difficult, and she froze in place in an awkward position.
Fortunately, Qinglu was too anxious to notice anything unusual, and Su Meier breathed a sigh of relief.
She closed her eyes, gritted her teeth, and straightened her body!
She just felt that something was wrong under the bed, but she was too anxious and guilty to think about it carefully.
Su Meier hesitated, "Um, I..."
"Miss!" Qinglu's voice was slightly hoarse and he was still panting heavily, his tone filled with lingering fear!
She rushed to Lingwu's bedside, her small face covered in tears.
Qinglu's voice broke into sobs: "Waaah, Miss... It's all Qinglu's fault! Qinglu shouldn't have left you there alone, waaaah... Miss, it's all Qinglu's fault... From now on, Qinglu will never leave your side!"
Ling Wu stroked her hair, her voice slightly hoarse, "Okay."
Qinglu's nose stung even more. She looked up and carefully examined Lingwu, the panic on her face still lingering. "Miss, are you alright?"
She held Lingwu's hand tightly, afraid of losing her mistress again.
Ling Wu's face was somewhat pale at this moment. She shook her head, patted Qing Lü's hand, and then tried to sit up.
Upon seeing this, Qinglu and Su Meier, who were standing nearby and whose eyes held a hint of relief, instinctively helped Lingwu sit up.
The two bodies touched, and Qinglu gave Su Meier a strange look.
Su Meier's breath caught in her throat with nervousness!
But when she met Qinglu's gradually brightening eyes, Su Meier inexplicably took a step back.
"I didn't mean to..."
"Was it you, Miss, who escorted my young lady back to her room?" Qinglu asked, and then knelt down!
"It wasn't me..." Su Meier quickly bent down to help.
Qinglu choked back tears and kowtowed.
There were only the young lady and her mistress in the room; no one else was there.
Moreover, the young lady's fever seemed to have subsided, and she also noticed the half-dry towel.
She found the person less than two incense sticks' time after she left, and then hurriedly ran back to the courtyard, but there was no one there.
The young novice monks and other monks searched the entire Cangshan Temple. In an hour, they had run to every place she could think of, but by sheer luck, they finally found her way back to her room...
Thank God! Buddha!
Thankfully, nothing happened to the young lady! Otherwise, even if she killed herself, she still wouldn't be able to repay her!
Tears streamed down Qinglu's face, leaving Su Meier at a loss. She immediately turned to look at Lingwu.
But her beautiful eyes held a pleading look.
pray?
Was he begging her not to deny it?
Su Meier lowered her eyelashes slightly, "...It's just a small matter. Besides, your young lady helped me today too."
Who exactly is it that she has to hide from us?
But why am I unhappy?
Is he unhappy that he chose the wrong room, or is he unhappy that she already has someone else in her heart?
Ling Wu smiled, her slightly swollen lips from being bitten made Su Meier feel even more uncomfortable.
Did she bite her lip herself? Or...?
Qinglu went out to see others off.
Su Meier lowered her eyes, her probing and hostile gaze peering under the bed.
Is there a man hiding there... dressed in crimson clothes?
She heard the woman on the bed say gently, "Thank you, Miss."
Su Meier withdrew her gaze and shook her head, "You also saved me from a predicament this morning." This was her way of politely declining her thanks.
Noticing Ling Wu's slightly dry lips, she looked away and then asked, "Would you like some water?"
Before Lingwu could answer, Qinglu, who had just seen off her guest, quickly entered and gracefully presented Lingwu with a teacup.
“Miss, you are not feeling well and have caught a cold. Although your fever has subsided, you have been traveling a long way. Shall we postpone our return home for a few more days?”
Ling Wu first smiled at Su Meier to express her gratitude.
Only then did he take the tea from Qinglu's still trembling hands, which were still shaking with fear, and then he picked up the teacup himself and swallowed the water, extinguishing the surging heat in his body.
Qinglu carefully wiped the water from Lingwu's lips, then put the handkerchief away. Lingwu nodded and replied, "It's alright, otherwise Mother would worry."
When Su Meier heard the words "fever reduction," her thoughts surged, and she could still clearly smell that special fragrance.
She blended that fragrance; she couldn't possibly be mistaken.
Now that the tension had subsided, she remembered that she had taken out the love incense and sprinkled it on Jiang Qi later. Anyone who could be tainted by the love incense must have seen Jiang Qi...
And her jumbled thoughts were explained in the next instant—
"Miss, please don't associate with that Young Master Jiaoyue next time..." Qinglu paused, remembering Su Meier's existence.
He then added, "Don't come to Cangshan Temple to see the bright moon."
The attempt to salvage the situation was so clumsy and obvious that Qinglu immediately shut her mouth and never spoke again.
They were afraid that her remarks would stir up trouble in Shengjing again.
Su Meier's pupils contracted sharply, and then when she looked at Ling Wu, her eyes became increasingly complicated.
The Moonlit Prince? Jiang Qi?
Jiang Qi's purpose in coming to Cangshan Temple was to find the woman he had been relentlessly pursuing...
Such a stunning face, and such a gentle demeanor...
All of this seems to have something in common with the legendary Miss Bai!
Miss Bai the Second!?
The Miss Bai who she framed?
Thinking of this, Su Meier's heart sank into an ice cave, and her face turned deathly pale in an instant.
"You are Bai Lingwu, the second young lady of the Bai family?" Su Meier asked, almost in surprise.
Qinglu was taken aback by the tone of the voice, then took the empty teacup from Lingwu's hand and nodded.
"Yes, did my young lady tell you?"
After Qinglu finished speaking, she realized that if it were the young lady who had spoken, this unfamiliar young lady would not have asked such a question.
But before I could even ask her how she knew...
Su Meier seemed to have been struck by lightning, and her voice trembled slightly as she said, "I remembered I have something urgent to attend to, so I'll go back first!"
Qinglu put the teacup down and then turned her head away.
Su Meier's face was deathly pale, and she looked as if she hadn't slept for three days, completely lost!
The delicate green body trembled in fright.
Ling Wu was also somewhat confused and was about to say something to persuade him to stay.
Su Meier seemed to be chased by a ghost, and she rushed out of the room, lifting her skirt.
The figure vanished into the long night in an instant.
Qinglu's panic vanished along with Su Meier's figure, and she stammered, "So it really is an emergency..."
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