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Ah Yong wanted to ask but didn’t dare to.
This young master looked gentle and harmless, but for some reason, his indifferent gaze and expression were inexplicably terrifying. After changing the dressing, Su Xuan lay on his side and fell asleep.
At midnight, he felt thirsty and called for water.
There was a clatter of kicks from the table, as if someone had accidentally knocked over a cup and a stool.
He instinctively sensed that something was wrong and opened his eyes to take a look.
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Princess Hui An held a cup of warm water and was very careful not to spill it.
Su Xuan was slightly stunned and asked coldly, ‘Why are you here?”
Princess Hui An said nimbly, “I came to see you.”
Su Xuan said, “Didn’t I ask you to leave?”
Princess Hui An said, “I left, but you went to look for me tonight, so I came back!”
Su Xuan said calmly, “I didn’t look for you.”
“I know it was you,” Princess Hui An whispered. “Don’t worry, I didn’t tell my sidekick. Have some water. Aren’t you thirsty?”
Su Xuan said, “I’m not thirsty anymore.”
Princess Hui An lay at the head of the bed, inches away from him. She pointed at his dry lips. “Your lips are already so dry. It would be strange if you weren’t thirsty.”
Her fingertips were as thin as green onions, almost touching his lips.
“Are you unable to get up? I’ll get a spoon to feed you!” Princess Hui An said and was about to get up.
Su Xuan said, “Give me the water.”
Princess Hui An handed him the cup of water.
He propped himself up on his elbows and took the cup of water with his other hand to drink.
Princess Hui An said happily, “Thank you.”
Su Xuan replied calmly, “I was just entrusted by someone.”
Princess Hui An didn’t answer.
Su Xuan paused for a moment before adding, “If you want to thank someone, thank my sister…”
Before he could finish, Su Xuan felt his palm sink.
Princess Hui An was too sleepy and had not slept all night. She could not hold on anymore.
She was like a chick pecking at the rice; her cheek was pressing into his palm.
Her soft face carried the coldness of the night wind and branded his hot palm.
Su Xuan looked at the dark ceiling.
There was silence, except for her even breathing, which echoed in his ears.
Princess Hui An was sent here by Mei Ji.
Seeing that everyone was fine, Mei Ji used her movement technique to return to the Cheng family.
Two days later, Uncle Quan found Su Xiaoxiao.
“Miss, I’ve got it!”
“Oh?” Su Xiaoxiao put down the half-baked herbs in the courtyard. “What is it?”
There was no one in the courtyard at this moment, so Uncle Quan did not have to hide.
He took out a letter and a small wooden box.
“When the Saintess was first appointed, her status was not stable enough and she did not go home often. When she missed home, she wrote a few letters and asked someone to bring them back. I found a letter from the Saintess.”
He said it very easily, but Su Xiaoxiao understood that it must have taken a Herculean effort to get the Saintess’ letter.
Su Xiaoxiao opened the wooden box. Inside was a silver safety lock with the name of the Holy Maiden engraved on the back—Qingyao.
The safety lock was worn when she was a baby. It was old and its color was dark.
But it didn’t matter. As long as it was the Saintess’s personal item, no matter how old it was, it was fine.
Su Xiaoxiao called Yuchi Xiu over and asked him to hand two things to Wei Ting.
She had deeply experienced Wei Tings ability to imitate handwriting. He could create something that even the person involved could not tell.
The physical evidence was basically settled. Next was Xie Jinnian as the personal witness.
She had to think about it carefully.
There was only one chance. If she failed, Xie Jinnian, as her trump card would be useless.
Thinking of something, Uncle Quan asked, “Miss, you said last time that you wanted to go to the mine to take a look. Have you decided on a good day?” Su Xiaoxiao said, “Oh right, there’s also the mineral mine.”
Recently, she had been busy dealing with the Saintess and almost neglected the Cheng family’s economic power.
The Saintess had to be dealt with, and the power of the Cheng family had to be taken back.
Otherwise, even if the Saintess fell, Cheng Lian and Xie Yunhe would still have the support of the two tribes. They still had the ability to challenge Cheng Sang and her.
Su Xiaoxiao thought for a moment and said, “Temporarily three days later.”
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