shameless!
Xie Nanjia really wanted to pour boiling water on his face to see how thick his skin was. Considering that she was now living under someone else's roof, she could only swallow her anger and say solemnly, "Second Young Master, please respect yourself!"
"Hahahaha..." Zhao Jingyu seemed to have heard a big joke. He laughed so hard that his peach blossom eyes narrowed into slits. He gently lifted Xie Nanjia's chin with his fingers and said, "Self-respect, you asked me to respect myself. Tell me, how do you write the word self-respect?"
Xie Nanjia lowered her eyes and didn't want to pay attention to him.
Zhao Jingyu suddenly stopped smiling, his eyes fixed on Xie Nanjia's eyes, and he said slowly, "Why are your eyes swollen?"
Xie Nanjia was startled and quickly dodged.
"Tell me, has anyone bullied you?" Zhao Jingyu asked again.
"No one bullied me." Xie Nanjia said, "It's just that I moved to a new place, didn't sleep well, and drank two more glasses of water at night."
"Really?" Zhao Jingyu didn't know whether to believe it or not, and asked Wei Jun to bring some ointment to reduce the swelling.
Wei Jun slipped in from the door silently like a ghost, scaring Xie Nanjia.
She thought no one saw her feeding eggs to Zhao Jingyu, but she didn't expect Wei Jun to be standing outside the door watching the show silently.
Xie Nanjia had never been embarrassed by such a person before, and her face turned red instantly.
"Are you shy already?" Zhao Jingyu stretched out his arms and said with a smile, "Come here and help me tie my belt."
Xie Nanjia was so angry that she lost control and asked, "Don't you have hands?"
Zhao Jingyu's eyes turned cold and he slowly lowered his arms. The air around him also froze, and the amorous young man instantly turned into a cold-faced devil.
As soon as Xie Nanjia said this, she began to regret it. She was no longer the inviolable wife of the prince, but a maid who was ordered around by others. She had already contradicted Zhao Jingyu once last night. If she annoyed him again, the consequences would be disastrous.
She didn't dare to be stubborn anymore and went forward to tie Zhao Jingyu's belt obediently.
Zhao Jingyu lowered his eyes and watched her soft little hands picking up the belt. Her thick eyelashes trembled slightly in fear. Her expression finally relaxed and a smile reappeared: "Of course I have hands, but I'm lazy."
After tying the belt, Wei Jun brought over some anti-swelling medicine. Zhao Jingyu then let Xie Nanjia go and asked her to go back to her room to apply the medicine and come back to serve her after the swelling went down.
Xie Nanjia thanked him and went back to her room with the medicine.
Chunfang and Hongxing were called in to wash the second young master's face and comb his hair, and serve him breakfast.
The cook knew that the second young master loved boiled eggs, so she specially cooked two for him.
When Zhao Jingyu saw the two eggs, he was slightly startled. Could it be that Xiu'er's eggs were not cooked for me
It is said that hot eggs can reduce swelling. He recalled Xie Nanjia's reluctant look at the time and laughed to himself.
It turned out that he was just wishful thinking and had misunderstood the little girl.
No wonder she was always so angry.
So stingy!
Seeing the Second Young Master staring at the eggs, Hong Xing said in a coquettish voice, "Second Young Master, can I peel an egg for you?"
The second young master got goosebumps and frowned in disgust: "Don't I have my own hands? Get down, get down."
Hong Xing's face suddenly fell and she reluctantly walked out of the door.
Chunfang was gloating in her heart and served the Second Young Master obediently during his meal, not daring to overstep the line in the slightest.
The medicine given by Wei Jun was very effective. After Xie Nanjia applied it, he closed his eyes and rested for half an hour, and the swelling was gone.
She washed her face and combed her hair again, then went to the upper room to wait for Zhao Jingyu's instructions.
Zhao Jingyu didn't have anything serious to do, but when he saw that the swelling in her eyes had subsided and she looked refreshed and cute, which was very pleasing to the eye, he felt in a good mood and wanted to go out for a walk.
He didn't let anyone else follow him. He only took Xie Nanjia and Wei Jun and walked out slowly.
Hong Xing and Chun Fang were so angry that they gritted their teeth when they saw that it had nothing to do with them.
They were born in humble families and had few opportunities to get close to nobles in their lives. Finally, a godlike second young master came. Naturally, they tried their best to win his favor. Even if they had to go back to his house with him and become a bed-warming maid, it was better than marrying a peasant in a cowardly way.
But now that Xiu'er has come, the Second Young Master's heart and eyes are filled with her. A night of tenderness was not enough, and he takes her with him wherever he goes. If this continues, I'm afraid the Second Young Master won't even look at them when he leaves.
"Chunfang, we are both smart people. I won't beat around the bush with you. If you don't think of a solution, we really have no chance." Hong Xing tried her best to encourage Chunfang while wiping the table.
Chunfang is one year older than Hongxing, but she is not as smart as her. She said helplessly: "What can I do? It's our fault that we are not as good-looking as her."
"You are so arrogant and self-deprecating." Hong Xing usually hated people saying Xiu'er was prettier than her. She threw the rag in her hand and said angrily, "Your father gave money to the steward. If you can't get the favor of the second young master, you can just wait for your father to peel your skin off!"
Chunfang looked bitter.
Her four brothers were all of marriageable age, and her father hoped that she could be taken away by the second young master, either as a concubine or a bed-warmer. As long as he could give her brothers some extra money to marry, and give some money to her parents' family from time to time in the future, that would be enough.
Hong Xing was right. If she couldn't get the Second Young Master to take her away, her father would beat her to death.
"So what do you think we should do?"
Hong Xing walked to the door, looked around, closed the door, came back and whispered to Chunfang.
Chunfang was shocked: "How can this work? If the Second Master gets angry, Xiu'er will die."
"Is her life more important, or your life?" Hong Xing said.
Chunfang swallowed and didn't dare to agree.
Hong Xing added, "You're overthinking it. The second young master would at most despise her after he found out, but there's no way he would kill her."
Chunfang nodded hesitantly: "Okay then!"
(End of this chapter)