Chapter 3 Her Mind
"I'm fine!" Liu Zhili shook her head. The fragments of the porcelain bowl were still in her palm. Her eyes were blurred with tears, and she pulled out the fragments little by little.
The bleeding was getting worse, and Xiaoya's voice was already trembling, "Miss, I'm going to find the doctor!"
"No need, I will be looked down upon if I go there!" Liu Zhili shook his head and held Xiaoya with his uninjured hand, "Let's go back!"
"Miss..." Xiaoya burst into tears, supported Liu Zhili, and left step by step.
In the plum garden, Xiaoya helped Liu Zhili clean up his wounds, her eyes full of heartache.
The room was drafty from all sides, with bare walls and a hardwood couch with half-worn cotton batting spread on it. It didn't look like a women's boudoir at all.
An old table stood with one leg dangling in the air because the ground was uneven.
There is a simple teapot and a chipped teacup on the table.
The old wardrobe exudes the smell of decay, and next to it is a dim bronze mirror.
Apart from that, there is nothing else.
"Your Majesty, it's true that you let them bully the young lady like this. I don't know why you took the young lady in in the first place!" Xiaoya complained, feeling aggrieved for Liu Zhili.
"Of course it's because you pity me..." When Liu Zhili mentioned Long Yuhan, a smile appeared on the corner of his lips, as perfect as a pear blossom in full bloom. This was probably the legendary pear vortex smile.
"Is there anyone so pitiful? Look at where we live, look at what we eat, and look at the lady's hands..." Xiaoya was angry and stopped bandaging the wound.
"Of course, if he hadn't taken me in, I would have starved to death!" Liu Zhili smiled and began to bandage the wound. When she saw Xiaoya's angry expression, she held Xiaoya's hand and said, "Xiaoya, I'm sorry.
, I made you suffer with me..."
"How can there be? Xiaoya won't feel bitter if we follow the young lady!" Xiaoya said, smiling carelessly.
"Do we still have some bird's nests left?" Liu Zhili's eyes suddenly lit up, with a happy look on his beautiful face.
"Miss, what do you want to do?" Xiaoya frowned. People might not be interested in the things she put in so much effort to make for the prince, and if her aunts saw her, she would abuse them in different ways.
"Xiaoya, he really likes the bird's nest I made..." Liu Zhili shook Xiaoya's hand and prayed.
She remembered that the first time she made bird's nests for him was eight years ago. At that time, she was only seven years old. The servants in the palace were not so bad to her, and he did not marry so many concubines. Life was still relatively good.
of.
She held the steaming bird's nest in front of his desk, and he stretched out his hand to stroke her hair, with a charming smile on his warm face, and his voice was as beautiful as the sound of nature.
"Zhili, be good——" That's what he said.
Later, she would make bird's nests for him every year, but the smile on his face became more and more perfunctory, and even later, he didn't even want to see her.
"Miss, miss-" Xiaoya interrupted Liu Zhili's thoughts.
Liu Zhili raised his eyes and looked at Xiaoya, his clear eyes were as clear as the most dazzling white snow in early spring.
"Miss, since you want to do it, then go ahead and do it..." Xiaoya looked at Liu Zhili and sighed.
She has followed the young lady since she was a child, but she doesn't understand her thoughts.
The young lady's appearance and talent are more than enough for him, but that person is the world-famous King Han.
Chapter completed!