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"No, no."
Hearing the man's words, it seemed he didn't want anyone to know his name.
Upon hearing this, Xin'er immediately spoke up.
And she was telling the truth.
After all, she had been busy every day just to earn a living for herself and her brother, and she wasn't one to indulge in gossip.
Moreover, even if she had heard something at the inn, she had never come across the name Cold Charm Chen.
After hearing Xin'er's words and seeing her clear gaze, the man's originally cold expression softened slightly.
However, he did not speak again.
After what had just happened, Xin'er found this man to be quite strange. Someone was after him, yet he didn't want anyone to know his identity.
So, Xin'er could only press her lips together and remain silent, fearing that speaking again might upset him.
Thus, the entire grass thicket fell into silence, with only the sound of the wind rustling through the leaves and the crickets chirping, creating a tranquil atmosphere.
Not long after, footsteps and the glow of torches could be heard from a distance.
However, due to the earlier incident, Xin'er quietly watched the source of the light without immediately speaking up. When she finally recognized that the leader was Xiao Huan, her face lit up with joy. She turned to say something to the man behind her.
But when Xin'er looked back, she found that he was already gone.
Staring at the spot where the man had been lying beside her, as if he had vanished into thin air, Xin'er was stunned for a moment before coming to her senses. Her beautiful eyes widened in surprise.
"Hey, where is he!?"
Xin'er wondered to herself, but before she could think further, she heard Xiao Huan's voice not far away.
"Come on, he's over there in the bushes!"
"Madam, are you still there!?"
Hearing Xiao Huan's gentle call, Xin'er quickly came back to her senses and responded.
"Yes, Xiao Huan, I'm here!"
Although Xin'er had not yet married Leng Yixuan, everyone in the household had already begun to refer to her as Madam. After all, Leng Yixuan was very pleased with this, and everyone naturally followed suit in addressing her that way.
At first, Xin'er felt shy about it, but gradually she got used to it.
At this moment, after Xin'er answered, Xiao Huan and her group arrived at the bushes. However, upon seeing that only Xin'er was there and no one else, Xiao Huan couldn't help but be taken aback and asked in confusion.
"Hey, Madam, what happened to that injured man!?"
"Uh, well, I'm not quite sure either. I heard you calling me and turned around to respond. Who would have thought that as soon as I turned my head, he just disappeared? I was still wondering about it! Wasn't he seriously injured? How could he just vanish like that!?"
Xin'er spoke with a puzzled expression.
Moreover, she was worried about that man; he was hurt so badly and had pursuers after him. Where could he have gone!?
Just as Xin'er was lost in her thoughts, Xiao Huan beside her spoke up.
"Madam, don't think too much about it. Perhaps that person had something going on that he didn't want us to know, which is why he left!"
"Yes, maybe that's it!?"
Hearing Xiao Huan's words, Xin'er found them reasonable. After all, that man was like a mystery. He seemed to carry too many secrets that were unknown to others. Perhaps he didn't want Xiao Huan and the others to see him, so he chose to leave?
Even with such thoughts, a look of worry still lingered on Xin'er's face.
Seeing this, Xiao Huan understood Xin'er's temperament and spoke up.
"Madam, you shouldn't worry about him! Since he left on his own, he will surely take care of himself."
"Yes, I hope he's alright."
Upon hearing this, Xin'er nodded in agreement.
At that moment, a young servant rushed over from a distance and said to Xin'er, "Madam, the master has returned and is asking where you've been!"
"Ah, Xuan is back!?"
Upon hearing the servant's words, Xin'er felt her earlier gloom lift, and her beautiful eyes instantly brightened.
It was clear that Xin'er was very happy to see Xuan return.
Everyone present exchanged knowing smiles.
Beside them, Xiao Huan couldn't help but tease Xin'er with a wink.
"Madam, since the master is back, you should hurry home! Otherwise, if he doesn't see you later, he might get anxious!"
Seeing Xiao Huan's playful expression, which carried a hint of flirtation, Xin'er felt her cheeks flush. She shot Xiao Huan a glare before making her way toward Cold Manor.
Thus, the group hurriedly arrived and then quickly departed. No one noticed that just moments ago, hidden in the branches of a large tree beside the bushes, a lanky figure cloaked in black was watching.
The man in black gripped the trunk of the tree with one hand while pressing his other hand against his injured chest.
His stern face was pale.
However, his dark eyes remained fixed on the petite figure of Bai Xi in the distance, not moving for a long time...
...
Upon returning to the estate and learning that Xuan was in the study, Xin'er hurriedly made her way there.
During this time, Xin'er understood that Xuan had been very busy.
After all, he had to manage such a large business all by himself, and now he was also occupied with their wedding preparations. Every day was filled with early mornings and late nights. Although he didn't say anything, Xin'er could see the fatigue reflected in the dark circles under his eyes.
Because of this, Xin'er felt a deep sense of concern for him.
At this moment, knowing that Xuan was in the study, she rushed over without hesitation.
At that moment, night had fallen, the moon was bright and the stars sparse, and the lights were just beginning to glow.
Inside the study, it was brightly lit. When Xin'er pushed open the wooden door, a rush of cool air immediately surged out from within.
After all, the weather had become increasingly hot, so Xuan had instructed his servants to place a large tray of ice in their rooms and in the study.
This made the room feel refreshingly cool and comfortable.
As Xin'er entered the study, she quickly closed the Carved Wooden Door, fearing that the cool air would be evaporated by the heat outside.
However, just as she turned around, she was suddenly lifted into a tight embrace.
Accompanying this was a warm, hoarse voice by her ear.
"Why are you back so late? Where have you been today?"
Hearing the man's uniquely deep and slightly lazy voice, Xin'er felt a stir in her heart and immediately replied.
"I went to the market with Xin'er to buy some supplies for our wedding. I'm sorry for coming back late."
"You silly girl, there's no need to apologize. Just make sure to come back earlier next time. Maybe bring a few people along with you. The capital has been quite unsettled lately; it's dangerous for two girls to be out at night, do you understand?"
Upon hearing his words, Xin'er nodded. However, she couldn't help but feel puzzled by what he meant.
The capital has been unsettled lately? What has happened?
As Xin'er contemplated this in her mind, before she could ask any further questions, the man who had been holding her gently suddenly tightened his grip. Then, a tense and anxious voice escaped his lips.
"Xin'er, why is there blood on you? Where are you hurt? Let me see! Someone call for a doctor, quickly!"
As the man spoke in a panic, Xin'er barely had time to explain before she felt herself spinning, and when she came to her senses, she found herself being lifted onto a nearby Palace Couch by him.
The man's hands moved toward her chest, intent on tearing her clothes apart.
Seeing this, Xin'er gasped and crossed her arms over her chest, exclaiming at him, "Xuan, you've got it all wrong! This blood isn't mine!"
"What!? Not your blood!? Then whose is it!?"
Upon hearing Xin'er's words, Leng Yixuan, who had been filled with anxiety and panic, paused for a moment, his expression slightly stunned before he spoke again.
It was only then that Xin'er recalled the scene from earlier in the bushes.
The thought of that man pressing down on her made Xin'er feel utterly embarrassed.
However, she certainly wouldn't tell Xuan about these things.
So, after a brief pause, Xin'er began to recount what had happened with the man she encountered earlier, omitting the parts about someone chasing him and how he had pinned her down.
Upon hearing Xin'er's account, Leng Yixuan furrowed his brows, his expression growing serious as if he were contemplating something.
"A wounded man in black!?"
Leng Yixuan murmured to himself. His brows knitted tightly for a moment but then relaxed as he looked at Xin'er with a mix of reproach and concern. He said, "Xin'er, in the future, it's best not to get involved in such matters. Moreover, I find that man in black suspicious. With such serious injuries, he suddenly left when people arrived—there must be some hidden secret he doesn't want discovered. And you—how could you be so bold as a delicate woman? If he's not a good person and intends to harm you while I'm not around, what would I do if something happened to you!?"
As he spoke the last part, Leng Yixuan's tone grew increasingly grave, filled with deep concern and worry.
Xin'er felt a warmth in her heart knowing that Xuan was worried about her. She tightly wrapped her arms around the man's narrow waist, burying her little face into his chest, and spoke up.
"Xuan, you don’t need to worry! I'm right here with you, aren’t I!?"
"Well, even so, I won’t allow you to do that again in the future, understand!?"
Looking at Xin'er’s delicate and dependent demeanor, Leng Yixuan couldn’t help but hold her tightly in his arms. He rested his chin on Little One's forehead, gently stroking her.
His gaze towards the woman was filled with both affection and concern.
After all, this Young Lady was his priceless treasure. Even if he had nothing else, he could not bear to lose her!
Hearing the man’s words, Xin'er understood that he truly loved her and feared for her safety. Her heart warmed, and she nodded in agreement.
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