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The white-robed man returned to his temporary residence.
Just as he was about to enter, he sensed an unfamiliar and familiar aura.
He retracted his hand from pushing the door open and turned around calmly to look at the assassin who had been waiting under the big tree for a long time.
“Why are you here?”
The assassin said, “Sir asked me to come.”
The man in white said expressionlessly, “I have nothing to say to him.”
“It’s Sir who has something to say to you.” The assassin looked him up and down. “You’re badly hurt.”
The man in white said coldly, “It’s none of your business. Hurry up and leave.”
The assassin said, “Sir asked me to thank you.”
The man in white pondered for a moment and said calmly, “He saved my brother. I just don’t like owing people favors. The next time I see him, I’ll still kill him!”
The assassin said, “Sir said it’s up to you. Next is my personal reminder. Sir is already gathering the Black Armored Guards. You can’t deal with so many Black Armored Guards alone. I advise you to cherish your life.”
The man in white snorted. “We’ll see if he can bring the army into the southern border!”
With that, the man in white pushed open the distant door and left without looking back.
Princess Hui An was bored in the room.
“Where did Su Xuan go? Didn’t he go to buy rice cakes? He’s taking so long…”
She was unfamiliar with the southern border and did not dare to go out easily. She could only sigh and wait.
Suddenly, she heard the courtyard door open.
She smiled in surprise. “You’re finally back!”
She opened the door excitedly, but the moment she walked out, she switched to the arrogance of a princess.
She stood on her side in the corridor and looked at the half-moon in the sky. She asked in a tone, “Why did you take so long? If you really can’t buy it, you can choose not to buy it. It’s not like I have to eat it. You’re not allowed to do it so late next time.”
Su Xuan didn’t respond.
“I’m talking to you. You…”
Princess Hui An turned around and choked.
Su Xuan held the door without saying a word. His body convulsed slightly as if he was enduring immense pain.
Princess Hui An hurriedly walked over and asked, “Su Xuan, what’s wrong?”
Su Xuan’s forehead was covered in cold sweat, and his lips were pale. He said weakly, “I’m fine…”
He took out a small paper bag from his pocket and handed it to her. “Your rice cakes.”
Princess Hui An wanted to say that she didn’t really want to eat rice cakes.
She had just taken the bag of rice cakes when Su Xuan fell to the ground weakly.
Princess Hui An’s face turned pale. “Su Xuan, what’s wrong? Su Xuan, Su Xuan,
Su Xuan!”
Princess Hui An placed the rice cakes on the stone table and bent down to drag him.
She had used all her strength, but it was still extremely difficult.
“He looks thin, but why is he so heavy…”
Princess Hui An spent a Herculean effort to drag Su Xuan back to his room.
But how could she get him onto the bed?
Also, his clothes were dirty from dragging on the ground. She had to take them off.
Elder Lou lived here alone and did not hire any servants. There were only two maidservants who came to clean every day. They cooked a few meals for them during the day and went back at night.
Princess Hui An had never served anyone in her life. She had knocked her head and scraped her knees. At least she had gotten Su Xuan into bed.
She was a princess, so there was no need for her to be too concerned about ruining her reputation. However, someone had always helped her take off her clothes and shoes.
“Forget it. On account that you’re my follower, I’ll reluctantly serve you this time!”
Princess Hui An had never taken off the man’s clothes. She took a long time to do so.
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