Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
Bai Xianyu blinked a few times. The manâs tears dripped onto her eyelashes. They were hot and seemed to carry a heat that was hot enough to burn everything.
He really seemed different.
âTalk to me.â
Bai Xianyu was a little tired and wanted to shake her head, but Xie Xingyun held the back of her head and kissed her lips gently. As if he was afraid of hurting her, his voice was extremely hoarse. âDonât sleep, please.â
Bai Xianyuâs heart skipped a beat, and for some reason, her eyes welled up.
Unknowingly, she nodded slightly. âOkay.â
Xie Xingyun was obviously not someone who knew how to find a topic to talk about. He said bitterly, âWhat did you eat this morning?â
If it were not for the fact that it was inappropriate, Bai Xianyu might have laughed. âI ate peach blossom pastries.â
âWere they delicious?â
She nodded.
Xie Xingyun felt her body trembling slightly, and his heart felt like it had been cut by a sharp blade. âIâll make them for you next time.â
âDo you know how to⦠make pastries too?â There was the taste of blood in Bai Xianyuâs throat, and blood appeared at the corner of her mouth.
âIâm learning.â Xie Xingyunâs speed had already reached its limit. His eyes were red. â1 learned it for you. Even if you donât eat it, you can take a look.â
Seeing the change in him, she hated him less.
A gentleman should stay away from the kitchen. Although it was not known when this concept had been passed down, it seemed to be the way it should be.
Bai Xianyu could not imagine Xie Xingyun going to the kitchen to learn how to make pastries. She had seen that pair of well-defined hands raise a sword, grade official documents, pick up the heirloom seal, and casually snap a finger to decide the fate of a clan.
She had never seen him use those hands on flour.
Usually, he would not notice it, but this road seemed especially long now. Xie Xingyun pondered for two seconds and carried her to the forest at the side.
This place was full of lush branches and leaves. Usually, no one would come.
Coincidentally, there was a dent under a tree. Xie Xingyun quickly took off his robe and spread it on the ground. He gathered up Bai Xianyuâs skirt helm and placed it on his robe.
Bai Xianyu made a grant softly when he put her down. She sat against the soil, and the manâs robe extended to the top of her head.
Not a single strand of her hair was dirty.
Xie Xingyun forced himself to cover her eyes. âDonât be afraid. Itâll be fine in a while.â
Bai Xianyu leaned against him silently and really did not have the strength to reply.
Xie Xingyun had lived in the military for a period of time, so he knew these things by heart. However, his wrist was still trembling when he did it.
Bai Xianyuâs skin was so fair that it was glowing. Her skin was thin and tender, and there were no calluses from her hands to her feet.
It was also because of this that the marks of the arrow wounds were even more shocking.
Xie Xingyun helped her treat her wound and broke out in a sweat.
Bai Xianyu had fainted from the pain when he started. Her face was as pale as paper.
Xie Xingyunâs heart tightened. He sat carefully beside her and hugged her.
There was no danger for the time being. Fortunately, the heart armor inside had blocked it for a moment. 0then-vise, her life would really be in danger.
Xie Xingyun was relieved.
The wound on her chest hurt again and again. Bai Xianyu had fainted and was woken up by the pain.
When she woke up, she realized that Xie Xingyun was carrying her to where she lived.
The palace guards around all had murderous expressions. Groups of uniform footsteps disturbed the silence of the Great Xiangguo Temple.
âBear with it a little longer. The doctor will be here soon.â Seeing that she was awake, Xie Xingyun comforted her in a low voice.
Bai Xianyu nodded and licked her lower lip.
Xie Xingyun placed her on the bed, poured her a cup of tea, and helped her sit up.
âHave some hot tea.â
Bai Xianyu paused for a moment when she saw the tea being brought to her lips. She glanced at Xie Xingyun.
The man must have put on the robe again to avoid suspicion. The expensive silk brocade was even soiled with mud, making it look dirty.
Xie Xingyunâs face was also red. It was because he had been beaten up by Mo Linyuan at that time. His black hair was a little messy, and he was slovenly, making him look unruly. Only his dark eyes were bottomless when he looked at her.
While drinking tea, Bai Xianyu thought of what he had said against her lips when he stopped kissing her.
For a moment, she did not know what to say.
After drinking a cup of tea, Bai Xianyu looked a little better.
Xie Xingyun placed the teacup away for her silently and did not leave. He brought a wooden chair over and sat in front of her bed.
Bai Xianyu said, âThank you.â
Xie Xingyun closed his eyes as if he had a lot of questions to ask her. However, when he saw her expression, he finally walked forward, leaned over and kissed her forehead very naturally. âHmm.â
So be it.
Owe him, hate him. Even if he had to go to hell, he would not let go..