1738: Was He Being Too Much Of A Busybody

Was He Being Too Much Of A Busybody

She had fallen right on top of concrete, which grazed her kneecap.1

Hexin had ignored it because of her worry for Uncle Emperor, but now that she had calmed down, she realized her kneecap really did hurt quite a bit—she must have been wounded.

However, she did not let it show while she was walking. She wondered how Big Bro Long Yin had noticed it.

Hexin thought about it for a while and gave up on the thought as she could not figure it out. She quietly returned to Pear Blossom Palace.

It was the season for the pear blossoms and a few trees beneath the wall were fully bloomed. The perfectly white and pure petals gave a light and elegant fragrance in the clear weather.

Pear Blossom Palace was named as such because of the pear trees that grew in this palace.

Whenever it was the season for the pear blossoms, the pure, white petals would fill up the branches. Taking in a breath of its elegant scent would always freshen the mind.

Hexin walked under a pear tree and lifted her head to look at the blossom petals on the branches. She got lost in the moment while admiring them.

It was at this point when a junior eunuch called Xiao Zhong Zi, who served at Long Yin's side, came running in.

"Lady Hexin, my master ordered me to bring you this medicine. It is good for swelling and removing bruises. Master wanted to remind you to use it," Xiao Zhong Zi said respectfully as he gave her a white porcelain bottle.

Hexin recognized him. This man was always by Big Bro Long Yin's side and was a very capable junior eunuch who served him. However, she was taken aback when she heard his words. "The Crown Prince told you to deliver this to me?"

"Yes, Lady Hexin," Xiao Zhong Zi replied. When he saw the hesitant look on her face, he said, "Please accept this, Lady Hexin. I still need to return to the imperial study to serve my master."

Hexin took it from him and after some thought, said, "Please thank your master on my behalf."

"I will make sure to deliver your thanks." Xiao Zhong Zi affirmed.

After Xiao Zhong Zi left, Hexin held the porcelain bottle in her hands, feeling a little strange about it.

When did Big Bro Long Yin have the time to order his servants to deliver medicine to her? Was he not busy?

There were times when she simply could not understand him.

She was not his younger sister. Was he being too much of a busybody?

Or did he treat every girl so nicely?

However, it did not seem like he was that kind of person.

Despite her thoughts, she was quite grateful for his kind gesture.

She looked at the porcelain bottle in her hand and thought that Big Bro Long Yin must really treat her as his sister.

Just like how Yaoyao and Ji'er were to him.

She returned to her room and pulled up her skirt to examine a huge bruise on her kneecap. It was also slightly swollen. Even a light touch made her breathe in sharply with pain.

The maidservant, Die'er, who was next to her, exclaimed in shock and ran toward her as she said unhappily, "Lady Hexin, how did you hurt yourself like that? This won't do. I need to report this to Her Highness and get an imperial physician to look at your wound."

Hexin pulled her back quickly and said in exasperation, "It's just a minor wound. There is no need to turn this into a big issue. Uncle Emperor is still unconscious. You shouldn't disturb Aunt Weiwei with something as small as this."

"But…" Die'er wanted to say more but Hexin quickly shook the porcelain bottle in front of her. "Big Bro Long Yin got someone to send me some medicine. I should be fine after using it."

Die'er quickly said, "Let me help you with it."

"Alright." Hexin passed the medicine to her.

Die'er returned after washing her hands and crouched next to Hexin's leg again.

When she noticed her little mistress's torn dress, she felt quite upset. "How bad was the fall to have even caused your dress to be torn?"

It was only after Hexin had pulled up the corner of her dress that she noticed the hole there. It looked like she had ripped it when she fell.

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