The bottles of golden sore medicine given by Xuanwu were extremely effective. Lin Shuang'er only used them for half a month, and the scars on her body were almost invisible.
Dongmei still comes to take care of her every day, sometimes sneaking her sweet and sour meatballs made by Chef Wei, and sometimes bringing her dorayaki sold on the street.
But she still couldn't sleep well every night.
She could never forget what happened that day, and Wu Dehai's ferocious face would always appear in her dreams without warning.
She was trapped in a nightmare, sweating profusely, and couldn't wake up.
Whenever she was at her most desperate, she could always feel a pair of warm hands gently caressing her cheeks, or gently patting her shoulders to coax her to sleep peacefully.
In a daze, she seemed to see the high-spirited and handsome young man, wearing an official veil and riding a horse, walking towards her step by step.
The handsome young man was riding on the horse, bending down and extending his hand to her, with a gentle smile on his face.
"Shuang'er, I'm here to take you home."
"Shuang'er, I've made you suffer all these years."
Tears fell from the corners of his eyes, but they were wiped away by something unknown.
She muttered to herself, with a crying sound in her voice, and began to talk nonsense.
"Shuang'er misses you..."
"When will you take Shuang'er home..."
But every time she opened her eyes, the sky was bright outside the window, and everything disappeared, like an empty dream.
For some reason, Lin Shuang'er felt empty in her heart.
The physical injuries are almost healed, but the mental injuries seem to be unable to heal.
The job of serving the master fell to Qiu Ju. Qiu Ju enjoyed it and worked hard every day, doing everything meticulously.
Qiu Ju is pretty, has nimble hands and feet, and is always good at pleasing her master.
Everyone in the house said that after much selection, Qiu Ju won the prince's heart the most. Maybe it won't be long before Qiu Ju will be taken into the prince's room and become his maid.
This word reached Dong Mei's ears, and she came to Lin Shuang'er and complained: "If the mistress hadn't forced her to put her in the prince's room, how would the prince have wanted her? Look at her, she is dressed up every day. , I don’t know, I thought she was the master of the Hou Mansion!”
"If you weren't ill, would the job of serving the prince fall to her?"
"You don't have the same status as us, why do you look down on others like this!"
"I'm used to being arrogant on weekdays, but now that I'm serving the prince, it's even worse. Her tail is sticking up to the sky. She bosses us around every day. Sooner or later, I'll have to deal with her!"
Lin Shuang'er silently listened to Dong Mei's complaints every time. Ye Beicheng went out early and came back late during this period, and Lin Shuang'er didn't even see him, let alone summon her.
I guess he really didn't want to see her again.
As for the reason, Lin Shuang'er didn't know. She was stupid and couldn't guess what he was thinking.
Today, the weather is hot and dry.
As usual, Lin Shuang'er took advantage of everyone in the house to take a rest and the lights in the room were turned off, so she walked to the bathroom with the wooden basin in her arms.
The mansion was busy hosting a spring banquet today, everyone rested late, and the hot water she heated had also cooled down.
Thinking that the weather was warm today, Lin Shuang'er took a bath in cold water regardless of whether the water was hot or not.
After taking a shower, Lin Shuang'er walked out of the bathroom holding a change of clothes.
While wiping her hair, she went to the yard to dry her clothes.
But she didn't expect that in the darkness, someone was looking at her with burning eyes.
Ye Beicheng didn't expect that he just couldn't sleep and came out for some air, so he bumped into Lin Shuang'er who had just taken a shower.
Ye Beicheng's eyes fell dimly on Lin Shuang'er, and he could no longer look away.
The girl under the moonlight is as white as jade. She is wearing a soft dress, and her graceful figure can be seen clearly under the close-fitting clothes. Her black and beautiful hair is casually spread over her shoulders, and the tips of her hair are still dripping with crystal water. It made that beautiful cheek even cleaner and flawless.
The girl in the dream and Lin Shuang'er at this moment gradually overlapped. Ye Beicheng rolled his Adam's apple and clenched his hands secretly.
Probably because her eyes were too hot, Lin Shuang'er noticed something. She looked around timidly, and even her breathing became urgent.
As everyone knows, her look of being at a loss what to do is the most irritating to people's nerves.
