A pair of amber eyes were filled with anger.
At this moment, footsteps were heard approaching. The man stretched out his hand, and the glass bead instantly flew into his palm.
At this time, the footsteps had reached the door.
Without waiting for the knock on the door, the man got out of bed and walked barefoot to open the door.
The maid had just raised her hand to knock on the door when it suddenly opened. She was startled and subconsciously looked up. When she saw the man's handsome face that combined beauty and coldness, the maid's eyes were instantly fixed.
Although this was not the first time the maid had seen this face.
As a personal maid, she could see men almost every day, but every time she saw one, her heart would beat faster and her blood would rush uncontrollably.
The man knew that he had a good appearance, so he was no longer surprised by this kind of situation.
He looked around and kindly reminded the maid, "Young lady, I advise you not to look at me like that. Otherwise, if your city lord sees you, I'm afraid your eyes won't be safe."
The bloody reminder suddenly woke up the maid.
The maidservant thought of the eyeballs that were almost filling up the jar, and she turned pale with fright. She quickly closed her eyes and knelt down. She opened her mouth but had no time to utter the first word.
The handsome, illusory man in white seemed to know what she was about to say. Before she could speak, he said, "Stop! Don't use that name, or I'll have your city lord cut off your tongue."
Maid: “……!!!”
The maid's face turned even paler, and she kowtowed, her head hitting the ground with a loud thud.
The ground was paved with pebbles. Although the sharp edges had been polished off, it was still uneven. The maid banged her head hard, and after a few hits, her forehead became a bloody mess.
On the spotlessly clean white jade stone, a few crimson flowers appeared, spreading out one after another in the field of vision, like winter plum blossoms blooming silently in the silver world.
——Isn’t it just silence? No matter how painful my heart is, I dare not say it.
The man in white finally relented. He sighed and said, "Never mind. I won't embarrass you, but I hope you can understand me. From now on, when your Lord City Lord is around, you can address me by that name. When he's not around, I still hope you can call me by my name. My last name is Wu, and my given name is Qingchen. You can call me Wu Qingchen, or you can call me Young Master Qingchen."
After Wu Qingchen finished speaking, he took out a small porcelain bottle and placed it next to the maid.
"The porcelain bottle contains ointment for wounds. It's quite effective. You can take it back and use it. You can't leave scars on a girl's face."
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