Chapter 82 His white clothes were stained with her blood

  "Jin'er!"

  Yan Beiting's icy and bloodthirsty nature was still there, but it was also filled with tension, concern and tenderness.

  These two emotions exist in contradiction within him...

  "I'm fine, just a bit unwell and feeling weak." Sheng Jinxiu wiped the blood from her mouth with the back of her hand: "It's late, Your Highness should return now!"

  After finishing speaking, she also ignored Yan Beizhuang, stretched out her hand to pull the quilt over herself and fell asleep with her back facing Yan Beizhuang.

  Yan Beizhuang reached out and pulled her up again, but his hands were stained with the blood that Sheng Jinxiu had spat up. He hesitated for a moment.

  His face still simmered with anger, and he was worried about Sheng Jinxiu's body.

  He remembered what He Jiu Ming had said before, that Sheng Jin Xiu's medical skills were no worse than his...

  He finally stretched out his hand again.

  "After the spring banquet, I will personally come to the Yong'an Marquis's residence to offer the betrothal gifts."

  After throwing out this somewhat cold and hard sentence, Yan Beizheng left.

  He walked out of the door, and the noise on this side had already awakened Qiu Shi. She opened the door for Yan Beichen.

  "Your Highness, my mistress is most afraid of pain!" Qiu Shi said with her head lowered.

  But she cut her own wrist and shed so much blood for you...

  Yan Beizhuang's footsteps paused for a moment, he turned his head back, and Qiushi had already closed the door.

  He clenched his fists, his face as dark and foreboding as a stormy sky.

  He actually came tonight to tell her that he had figured out one thing - she had been trying to escape from him recently, and he used to think it was all because of Yan Ziyan, but now he knew there were also his own reasons.

  It's just that he is too cold and doesn't know how to get along with women.

  But he truly wants her heart and this lifetime only wants her alone.

  So he wanted her to teach him how to make her willingly surrender herself to him.

  This is the first time in his life he has asked for help!

  She knew that she had admired Yan Ziyan's good looks in the past, so he deliberately dressed up, wore a hairpin and put on white clothes...

  But this white robe is stained with her blood...

  "Master!" Ye Ming arrived in time and rushed up, seeing the blood on Yan Beichuan's white clothes, he was shocked: "Your injury..."

  "This king has no objection!" Yan Beichen said somewhat tiredly: "Let's go back!"

  He sat into the sedan chair, using the light of the night pearl to stare at the crimson blood, and instructed again: "After returning to the mansion, immediately let He Jiuyin come over to treat the injury for this king!"

  She was also worried about his injury, afraid of his pain, and he thought she still had him in her heart...

  Maybe it's his way of treating her that's the problem, he thought again...

  In the house, Qiushi had already rushed into the inner room: "Miss, the Regent has left! You... are you okay?"

  "She spat out a mouthful of blood, and it was all right," Sheng Jinxiu sat up again: "Qiushi, my bedding and nightgown are stained with blood, can you bring me some clean ones to change into?" She didn't like the smell of blood either!

  Qiu Shi hurriedly ran over to the cabinet to fetch something.

  She had something on her mind, so she casually picked up a quilt and brought over a red nightgown.

  "Miss, don't be angry," Qiu Shi said while helping Sheng Jin Yu change into her nightclothes. "Isn't Master Hou always saying that getting angry at others hurts both oneself and the other person, which is the most unprofitable thing to do?"

  Hurt herself? No way, she's so angry she's about to spit blood!

  But hurt him? Hurt Yan Beizheng? She actually hoped that she had really hurt him, so as to suppress his temper that could kill people with a single sentence, and let him think clearly about how to get along with her in the future...

  Wait!

  Sheng Jinxiu grabbed the nightgown that was only half put on: "Qiushi, where did this nightgown come from?"

  "This was made by the young lady herself!" After some thought, Qiu Shi said: "This red cloud brocade is as beautiful as a sunset, warm in winter and cool in summer. It was bought two years ago by Third Master at a high price from Jiangnan, saying it was for the young lady's wedding dress."

  "But Miss Zhou Qi knew that after the young lady got this piece of cloth, she told the young lady - if the young lady and the second prince wear pajamas made of the same piece of cloth, they will definitely be in love forever... The young lady believed it to be true, and cut the cloth that night!"

  "The young lady made this one into a plain dress for herself, but the one she made for the second prince had gold thread embroidery on the edges and even embroidered love poems inside..."

  "Miss! Come to think of it, when I was collecting clothes from the wardrobe yesterday, I didn't see that nightgown you made for the Second Prince... That nightgown was only half done, so it shouldn't have been sent out yet, right?"

  "Miss, I think you should quickly burn that nightgown, otherwise one day the Regent will see it..."

  "It's too late!" Sheng Jinxiu's face was icy cold: "Someone has stolen that nightgown..."