"Young Master!"
Lianlian pushed the door open, "Why are you sitting by the window alone? The wind is so strong, you’ll catch a cold!"
Huangfu Xian stared steadily outside the window, not answering Lianlian’s words.
Xiao Hen was no longer in the room, and there wasn’t even a trace that he had been there.
Lianlian walked over quickly and closed the window through the table.
"Don’t close it," said Huangfu Xian.
Lianlian, halfway through closing the window, stopped and turned her head doubtfully to look at her young master, "But it’s cold."
"I’m not cold," Huangfu Xian said indifferently.
"Well, okay, I’ll close it just a little bit," Lianlian closed the window halfway.
Through the gap of the window, Huangfu Xian looked outside, his expression indifferent and gloomy.
It was not the first day Lianlian had served Princess Ning An, and she was used to these moods of Huangfu Xian, yet she still couldn’t help but feel distressed.
She looked at Huangfu Xian, whose bloodstains had long dried, not asking how it happened, because she had already heard people saying that her young master had killed the Seventh Prince’s dog.
She said softly, "I will fetch water to wash your face, Young Master."
Lianlian quickly brought hot water, and just for washing his face, she changed the water twice, but when she got to Huangfu Xian’s hands, she unexpectedly found a long cut on the back of his hand.
Her face drained with worry: "Young Master, you’re injured! Why didn’t you tell me? Is this, this, this blood on your hand your own?"
Of course, it wasn’t all Huangfu Xian’s; a cut like that couldn’t bleed so much.
Huangfu Xian frowned impatiently, "It’s so annoying, get out, I don’t want to see you."
Lianlian said, "I will tell the princess to call the imperial physician."
Huangfu Xian said, "I don’t want to see the imperial physician."
Lianlian worriedly said, "But..."
Huangfu Xian coldly said, "Another word and you can get out!"
Lianlian reluctantly shut her mouth.
Perhaps that wound drew her attention, as she took another look at Huangfu Xian, this time noticing several faint finger marks on his cheek.
"Did the princess hit you?" Lianlian asked weakly.
Huangfu Xian ignored her.
Lianlian looked down sadly, continuing to wipe Huangfu Xian’s hand: "Young Master, can’t you avoid making the princess angry in the future? The princess... she’s also having a hard time on her own, she..."
Huangfu Xian said mockingly, "What struggles does she have? Is it difficult looking after a worthless son like me?"
Lianlian was left speechless.
After that, Lianlian dared not say another word. She wiped the bloodstains off Huangfu Xian’s face, hands, and neck, and also helped him change clothes.
But she only helped with his upper garment, Huangfu Xian himself changed his pants.
Ever since his lame leg nauseated a servant, he never let anyone help him change his pants again.
When Princess Ning An arrived, Huangfu Xian was already neatly dressed and sitting quietly in his wheelchair by the window.
"I heard your hand was injured," Princess Ning An walked over and closed the window.
She was not Lianlian, she was not going to heed Huangfu Xian’s instructions.
On the contrary, Huangfu Xian was her son, and it was he who should listen to her.
"Let me see," she said to Huangfu Xian.
Huangfu Xian didn’t move.
Princess Ning An picked up his left hand, "Such a long cut, why didn’t you say anything sooner?"
Huangfu Xian turned his face away and ignored her.
Princess Ning An opened the golden ointment she brought, dipped her fingertip in it and applied it to his wound, and after finishing, she applied it to his swollen cheek.
Huangfu Xian’s head moved slightly to avoid her hand.
"You still don’t like others touching you," Princess Ning An’s fingertip still landed on his cheek.
After applying the medicine to Huangfu Xian, Princess Ning An said, "Before sleeping, I will come over and apply it again. I am going to pay my respects to the Empress Dowager, would you come with me?"
Huangfu Xian curled his lip, sneering, "Are you sure you want the Empress Dowager to see this face you’ve swollen with your slaps?"
Princess Ning An clenched her fingers, took a deep breath, placed the golden ointment on the table, and walked out.
...
In Renshou Palace, Xiao Hen, with official duties to attend to, left the palace after visiting his aunt.
The two... were not very acquainted.
Princess Ning An walked around the cloister, passed through Chuihua Gate, and headed to the Sleeping Palace of Empress Dowager Zhuang.
She couldn’t help but look back at Gu Jiao.
Just at that moment, a little eunuch holding his finger hurriedly ran over: "Miss Gu! Miss Gu! My finger is broken!"
He was a low-ranking little eunuch without a formal title.
"Let me see." Gu Jiao put down her tools, took out a clean handkerchief to hold his hand, and examined it carefully, then said, "It’s not broken, how did you do this?"
On hearing it wasn’t broken, the little eunuch breathed a sigh of relief and whispered, "I... I was cracking walnuts just now."
The palace maids nearby covered their mouths and snickered.
The little eunuch scratched his head in embarrassment.
Gu Jiao instructed, "Wrap it in the handkerchief, apply some ice to it, and if it’s still swollen tomorrow, apply ice again, then switch to heat after two days."
The little eunuch hastily thanked her, "Thank you, Miss Gu, I’ll remember that!"
Princess Ning An withdrew her gaze and continued towards the Sleeping Palace of Empress Dowager Zhuang, not expecting to run into the same little eunuch halfway there.
The little eunuch must have been new and not fully acquainted with the rules; he suddenly darted out from behind the cloister, almost colliding with Princess Ning An.
Princess Ning An said nothing; instead, the eunuch himself was so frightened that he fell to his knees with a thud: "Your Highness spare my life! Your Highness spare my life!"
Princess Ning An said in an even tone, "Get up, I’m not blaming you."
"Yes! Thank you, Princess Ning An!" The little eunuch stood up tremulously, not daring to raise his head to peek at his mistress’s appearance.
Princess Ning An said gently, "I remember you were not so afraid in front of Doctor Gu, and I don’t bite, do I?
The little eunuch said reverently, "You’re a princess, the most beloved princess of the Empress Dowager, a noble descendant. I dare not offend you."
Princess Ning An said, "Isn’t Doctor Gu someone my mother also cherishes?"
The little eunuch stammered, "Of course Miss Gu is too, it’s just that... "
"Just what?" Princess Ning An asked, looking at him.
"Miss Gu, she... she..." the little eunuch hemmed and hawed, uncertain if he should speak.
Princess Ning An smiled faintly, "She is more approachable than I am and more liked by all of you."
The little eunuch shuddered, "Your Highness, that’s not what I meant!"
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