Chapter 87 The Girl Who Holds Back
"Princess, your nose is bleeding." Qiao Wanyan said in surprise.
Qiao Yihuan also looked at He Baozhu, and sure enough, he saw red blood flowing out of her nose.
He Baozhu's face flushed red, and she immediately raised her head to wipe away the blood from her nose, but Qiao Wanyan held her cheeks with both hands, and her eyes met hers leisurely, still at such a close distance.
Qiao Wanyan watched her nose bleed even more violently. She resisted the urge to push her away to avoid getting the blood on herself, and took out a handkerchief to block her nose.
He Baozhu took two steps back and turned around. No, no, if she let that pretty girl who looked no different from a model touch her face again, her life that she had managed to survive with great difficulty would be bled to death.
Qiao Wanyan's hands froze in mid-air. She watched Qiao Yihuan considerately help He Baozhu cover her nose, then turned around and asked anxiously.
"Your Highness, does the princess dislike me?"
Upon hearing this, Qiao Yihuan looked towards her with some resentment in her eyes, as if she was dissatisfied with her for bothering His Royal Highness the Crown Prince for just the slightest matter.
"No, Baozhu was just frightened just now, and she didn't mean to hide from you."
A trace of comfort appeared on Qiao Wanyan's face, as if she were drunk on the sun. She stretched out her hand and said delicately, "Your Highness, my hand is stained with blood."
She had given her handkerchief to the Tenth Princess, so now she had nothing to wipe herself with.
He Zhiyu handed her his handkerchief. Qiao Yihuan stared at the handkerchief in Qiao Wanyan's hand, and a trace of resentment and betrayal flashed in her eyes as clear as spring water.
Liu Yanran frowned slightly. Couldn't His Royal Highness the Crown Prince see such a green tea behavior?
She deliberately spoke to the prince in a coquettish manner in front of Yihuan, which was obviously done for Yihuan to see. It was really bullying.
The same goes for the prince. He clearly loves Yihuan in his heart, and he doesn't see any other woman in his eyes except Yihuan. He is a model of male virtue.
But now, he is simply a scumbag!
He betrayed Yihuan without even realizing it!
Zi Yuan walked to Qiao Wanyan's side without her knowing. Qiao Wanyan glanced at her and saw her lower her head before saying softly, "Your Highness, why don't we go in first so that the princess can change her clothes and clean up."
He Zhiyu nodded slightly: "Yihuan, now that you are here, go see your mother first, so that you can feel at ease."
Qiao Yihuan nodded, and when He Baozhu's nosebleed stopped, the group walked towards the gate of the manor, which was always closed.
As we got closer, a shrill sound suddenly came from inside.
It was the sound of bronze hitting the ground.
"Bah! What friend of Yihuan? She is just a girl who wants to climb up the social ladder by stepping on Yihuan! She is the same vixen as that little bitch born to Jin!"
The nanny quickly advised, "Madam, please don't say that. That's the Second Miss. She's the eldest lady's younger sister anyway!"
Wu sneered, "What can I do if I say that? That bitch Jin just won't tolerate me, otherwise why would I live alone in this shabby manor? Her mother is a jealous vixen, how can her daughter be any good?"
The more Wu spoke, the more she felt unwilling to accept it. She was also a master's woman, but the treatment she received was very different. After so many years, her heart was almost twisted from being suppressed.
"She clearly knows that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince doesn't like her, but she keeps trying to get close to him. Isn't she just trying to climb up the social ladder by stepping on my wishes? She's a little vixen, just like her mother, a foxy woman with nothing but beauty!"
Outside the door, Qiao Wanyan's face was pale.
When Jing Yuan heard this, he subconsciously looked at her, thinking that the Second Miss would definitely rush in and scold back, and then there would be a big fight. The Eldest Miss would definitely protect her younger sister, and then His Highness would have a headache.
However, the second young lady did not rush in. She just stood there with tears in her eyes.
He Zhiyu's face was gloomy as if covered by dark clouds, and there was a coldness in the depths of his deep eyes.
He had never come to this farm in person, but would occasionally ask Jingyuan to come and deliver some things.
Jingyuan had only mentioned once that Yihuan's wife was a very passionate person, but now it seemed that she was not at all like what he said.
"I didn't." A trembling cry sounded.
He Zhiyu looked at Qiao Wanyan beside him. Her pretty face was pale, making her red eyes look even more pitiful.
It is like the most beautiful cloud in the sky at sunset, particularly eye-catching when embedded in the light blue curtain.
A tear fell and Qiao Wanyan wiped it away immediately.
"Your Highness, I feel a little unwell and want to go home first."
After she finished speaking, she turned around and left in a hurry, as if she had suffered a great injustice and wanted to escape from here.
Qiao Yihuan wanted to explain something, but just as she was about to open her mouth, she heard the prince speak first.
"Yihuan, I will send your sister back first."
Without waiting for Qiao Yihuan to answer, He Zhiyu turned around and said, "Jingyuan, send Baozhu back."
Qiao Yihuan was startled, "Your Highness?!"
Xiaoying tried to persuade him, "Miss, His Highness just wanted to send the princess back to the capital, and send the second young lady back at the same time, don't think too much about it. Didn't His Highness say anything?"
Qiao Yihuan bit her lower lip and stared at the two people in the distance getting on the same carriage. Don't think too much? No more words?
If Your Highness had not thought too much about it, he would not have accompanied Qiao Wanyan back to Beijing.
Mom, why do you have to say such blunt words at this time?
She clearly told me many times to be careful with my words and actions, but why didn't I listen?
"Miss, let's go in and see my daughter first?" Xiaoying comforted her gently, feeling even more distressed for the young lady's unexpected misfortune.
It was obviously the little girl's nonsense that made His Highness unhappy, but in the end it was the young lady who suffered the injustice on my behalf.
Qiao Yihuan clenched her fists and said, "Forget it. Mother speaks so vigorously, so her illness can't be serious. Let's go home."
If the person who came to report the news had not said that her mother was very ill and wanted to see her for the last time, she would not have left Pharmacist Valley in such a hurry.
She went through untold hardships and even took an overdose of poisonous herbs, just to get the prince to come forward and take her to the Pharmacist Valley.
I originally wanted to get the scar removing ointment, but I didn't expect that I didn't get the ointment, and His Highness implicated me for no reason.
She covered the injured area on her shoulder, her face looking a little ugly.
Inside the farmhouse, the two little sisters listened to Mrs. Wu's nagging for a long time before they left on the pretext of cleaning the backyard.
One of them gave her half of the silver in his purse and said, "I guess what we have said is enough, right?"
The other person nodded quietly, "Mrs. Wu has a very irritable temper. We have served her for so many years, and we still don't know how to make her curse?"
The grandmother smiled and said, "That makes sense. The second young lady is really generous. If it weren't for the high monthly allowance given by the master over the years, I really couldn't stand that woman."
The two smiled at each other, then happily went to the backyard with the broom.
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