“It was Zi Han who accidentally found me. He was only thirteen at the time, but he risked his life to save me from the wolves and brought me back to Bi Shui Manor. My father disliked me, and the maids and servants looked down on me. Only Zi Han truly cared for me. Although he always had a cold face, his heart was the warmest! He personally taught me to read and write, taught me martial arts, and always tried to keep me by his side. I know all of this was to protect me!
Beneath his long robe, a pair of slender, fair hands clenched into fists, revealing the owner’s determination. “Now, it’s time for me to protect him. My life was given by him, and even if I die repaying him, I have no regrets!”
I suddenly stopped talking, pulling the blanket and burying my head in it!
Jun Yi Chen stared blankly at my action. After a long time of not seeing me emerge, he frowned repeatedly, and finally helplessly waved his hand to signal the maids to leave, walking out last and gently closing the door.
Actually, I suddenly felt strange, lost in my heart. Regarding Bei Ting Zi Han, apart from looking like Mu Zi Xu, I really didn’t understand this person at all. Did I really have the ability to make him fall in love with me?
In a daze, I fell asleep again! In my consciousness, someone was calling me, with heartbreaking despair…
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Mortal World, Many Troubles (1)
A month later, I could finally walk around with difficulty. The maids were afraid I would tire easily, constantly following and nagging me, almost treating me like a three-year-old child.
Bi Shui Manor’s courtyard covered over a thousand acres, comparable to a village in size, with exquisite layout, carved railings, and jade pillars, truly displaying the magnificent style of the wealthy!
However, using such a place just for occasional rest seemed such a waste…
The back garden was filled with purple and red, with birds and greenery, creating ripples and releasing fragrant scents that intoxicated those appreciating them!
Today, I had the maids carefully dress me before walking among the flowers.
A pink long dress trailing to the ground, accentuating my slender waist, my black hair styled in two buns with an immortal-like arrangement, adorned with a purple-gold phoenix hairpin.
