her if possible."I'll give you the silver back. I'm sorry, I didn't mean to insult you. I was just... a little curious about your face," but Chen Zixuan didn't say it out loud."It's fine." Anyway, ev...Footsteps grew closer and closer, Chen Zixuan's heart was almost in his throat...

Chen Zixuan swallowed nervously, thinking of a strategy...

Footsteps came to an abrupt halt, a gentle voice like water carrying a hint of uncertainty rose behind Chen Zixuan: "Zixuan"

Chen Zixuan turned his head to look at the person who was coming...

Under the moonlight, a man as warm and gentle as jade stood there quietly watching her. He was dressed in a simple azure robe and held a fan made of zitan wood in his hand. He gave off an aura that felt both distant and accessible...

Su Wenhao! How is he here…

Fantastic! Su Wenhao... I've never thought you were this handsome before...

Chen Zixuan excitedly stood up and limped to Su Wenhao's face.

As soon as Su Wenhao walked in, he could clearly see Chen Zixuan in front of him: "Zixuan, what happened to you" Su Wenhao looked at Chen Zixuan in astonishment...

At this moment, Chen Zixuan was undoubtedly embarrassed. No, actually, every time he saw Su Wenhao, Chen Zixuan felt embarrassed...

I still remember the first time I saw Su Wenhao, she was wearing peasant clothes and her face was dirty...The second time I saw Su Wenhao, she was only wearing a long-sleeved undershirt and underwear...Today is the third time I've seen Su Wenhao, now she's even more disheveled than the previous two times...

Because the middle-aged man had ripped all the ornaments off her head and roughly messed up her hair with his fingers, it was a mess, like a chicken coop. Her face had been slapped several times by the middle-aged man, and she had been slapped several times by Murong Rou a few days ago. Now her face was covered in new and old wounds, with both cheeks swollen like walnuts. Her nose wasn't much better either. She had been hit on the nose with a broom handle, causing it to bleed a lot. She had been running frantically and hadn't paid attention to her nose. Now, her nose looked bloody and bruised...

Looking at her again, besides a set of clothes that could barely cover her body, there was nothing else. Not even shoes. She had run such a long distance barefoot, and now her feet were covered in blisters... And because she had been pressed against the door of the outhouse by the middle-aged man, her body also had a strange smell...

Seeing Chen Zixuan's disheveled clothes, messy hair, and bare feet, Huai Ping felt even more downhearted... What kind of eyes did their young master have How could he fall for such a slovenly woman... Huai Ping covered her nose and took a step back.

It was only when Huiping made the move that Chen Zixuan remembered she had just come out from the outhouse and must have smelled... She shifted back a few steps, feeling both embarrassed and hurt.

"Zixuan, what's wrong with you How did you become so disheveled" Su Wenhao stepped forward and took off his cloak, draping it over Chen Zixuan's shoulders. "It's late and the dew is heavy. How could you be alone here"

Looking at Su Wenhao's concerned eyes, listening to Su Wenhao's sincere voice, Chen Zixuan felt a lump in her throat. She tightened the cloak around her body and stood there with her head bowed...

Chen Zixuan had never felt so inferior. Perhaps Su Wenhao was too outstanding, or perhaps she was just too unlucky. Regardless, seeing such a graceful and elegant Su Wenhao standing before her, while she herself appeared so disheveled, Chen Zixuan really wanted to find a hole to crawl into...

Seeing Chen Zixuan lower her head and remain silent, with no shoes on her feet and both feet stomping, covered in dirt, Su Wenhao knew that Chen Zixuan must have encountered something.

"This isn't a place to speak, Zixuan. If you don't mind, come to my humble abode first." Su Wenhao said.

Chen Zixuan glanced at him and nodded.

"Master, if we take Miss Chen to my humble abode, the Fourth Master..."

"Do as I say and bring the carriage!" Before Huiping could even utter a word of protest, Su Wenhao interrupted him sharply.

"Master..."

"Hurry up!"

Huai Ping could only obediently go and fetch the carriage...

"Zixuan, endure a little longer, the carriage is near here. Huai Ping will bring it back soon." Su Wenhao smoothed Chen Zixuan's cloak.

Chen Zixuan nodded, but did not speak.

"Zixuan, are you alright" Seeing that Chen Zixuan remained silent, Su Wenhao asked with some concern.

Chen Zixuan shook his head at Su Wenhao, indicating that he was fine.

Su Wenhao saw that Chen Zixuan's left foot was stepping on her right foot, knowing she was a bit embarrassed now, so he didn't ask her anything further.

"Zixuan, if you want to say something, Wenhao's ears are always listening. If you don't want to say it, Wenhao is not talented, but there is still a man's shoulder for you to lean on..." Su Wenhao's sincere eyes were filled with tenderness as he looked at Chen Zixuan...

Perhaps it was the night's beauty, or perhaps Su Wenhao's words were too warm... Chen Zixuan felt a touch of intoxication and emotion. She rubbed her nose, bit her lip, and still lowered her head to look at her feet.

"Young Master!" Huai Ping quickly drove the carriage over.

Su Wenhao's carriage had wooden doors and curtains, looking particularly luxurious and elegant from the outside.

"Zixuan, I'll help you..." Su Wenhao got into the carriage first and turned to pull Chen Zixuan into the carriage as well...

Chen Zixuan nodded to Su Wenhao in thanks.

The carriage was large and very warm, and it was also furnished quite comfortably.

Su Wenhao opened the side of the carriage and placed a small tea table in front of Chen Zixuan. He then took out water and tea from the secret compartment under his seat. He gracefully poured a cup of tea for Chen Zixuan and put it in front of him: "Zixuan, have a cup of tea to warm your body first."

Chen Zixuan nodded gratefully at Su Wenhao.

She held the teacup in both hands, blew on the tea leaves, and first felt the temperature with her lips. Feeling it was just right, she gulped it all down.

She placed the empty teacup on the coffee table somewhat shyly, looking at Su Wenhao.

Su Wenhao smiled and took her teacup, pouring another cup for her and placing it in front of her. Seeing Chen Zixuan holding the cup again to drink it all in one gulp, Su Wenhao said, "Zixuan, slow down, be careful not to burn yourself..."

Chen Zixuan nodded at Su Wenhao, then gulped down another cup of tea.

Su Wenhao took out a plate from the drawer under the tea table. There were some pastries on it, and he placed them in front of Chen Zixuan.

Chen Zixuan looked at the pastries, swallowing nervously. He pitifully pointed at the pastries, then at himself, and finally at Su Wenhao...

"These are the pastries I made, don't dislike them too much..." Su Wenhao joked.

With Su Wenhao's agreement, Chen Zixuan picked up a pastry and stuffed it into her mouth, eating it ravenously. ...She was so hungry; she hadn't eaten anything since noon because she was hiding from Rui Tianyu, and she had just used up so much energy...

She hadn't felt hungry at first, but after drinking the warm tea, she started to feel her stomach grumble. Seeing the delicious-looking pastries on the table, she couldn't resist and gave in completely, with not a shred of feminine restraint...

Su Wenhao poured another cup of tea for Chen Zixuan, preventing her from choking on the pastry.

Chen Zixuan finished the pastries, but she still felt hungry... She was embarrassed to ask Su Wenhao for more... All she could do was stare at the empty plate in front of her, daydreaming that she had actually eaten two plates...

"Young Master, I've arrived..." Huai Ping knocked on the car door. stake. Please go take a look. She's lost a lot of blood, and the wound is on her neck." Rui Tianyu was anxious, and Twenty-Nine also stood there anxiously beside him.The diminutive Yuan Shen physicia...