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She said she would go again in the future, which left Mu Xiaoyao unsure whether to be angry or forgive her.

At least, this girl never intended to deceive him, but to go again…

“Only if you go with me.” He huffed, this was his final concession.

Baili Xia breathed a sigh of relief and immediately put on a flattering smile.

“I got it.

Next time, I will definitely call Brother and won’t go on an adventure with others.”

Afraid he was still angry, she hooked onto his arm, continuing to please him: “It’s only safe with Brother.”

Mu Xiaoyao glanced at her lightly, aware that he could see through her flattery.

Baili Xia pouted, let go of his arm, but still smiled blissfully.

“Still smiling impudently despite being injured, doesn’t it hurt?” Mu Xiaoyao said, not in good humor.

It was better when he didn’t mention it, but as soon as he did, Baili Xia’s face wrinkled up immediately.

How could it not hurt?

It’s just that when she came back earlier, she saw Brother’s cold expression.

She was afraid of being scolded by him, feeling nervous and so much so that she forgot the pain.

Now that Mu Xiaoyao mentioned it, the pain made her grimace naturally.

Mu Xiaoyao didn’t really want her to suffer; seeing her little face creased, he also felt compassion in his heart.

Why hasn’t Nangong Xu come back yet?

He had already been notified.

The incident of Bei Tianyou being assassinated hadn’t spread.

When Baili Xia returned, Nangong Xu was still in the main hall.

Mu Xiaoyao personally called him, and he should be back by now.

Sure enough, at this time, Nangong Xu had already arrived at the main hall of Bi Luo Pavilion.

Upon reaching the hall of Bi Luo Pavilion, he grabbed a servant right away and asked, “Has Miss Xiaxia returned?

And Mr.

Bei?”

The servant saluted them respectfully, “Mr.

Nangong, Miss Xiaxia just returned.

The Eldest Young Master came back earlier, and he’s now resting in his room.”

Nangong Xu’s heart tightened, and he couldn’t help but ask while going upstairs, “How are they?

Are they injured?”

The servant was slightly surprised and replied, “I heard there’s some injury, but I don’t know the specifics.”

Nangong Xu didn’t pay any more attention and strode upstairs.

Hearing the faint footsteps, Mu Xiaoyao immediately went to open the door.

Baili Xia, who was initially sitting on the chair, stood up but as soon as she took a step, her wound started hurting again.

She gently moaned, holding her left forearm with her right hand.

Mu Xiaoyao, who had walked to the door, immediately turned back and stared at her pale face: “Does it hurt a lot?”

“Why don’t you try and see if it hurts?” Baili Xia pouted her little mouth.

The injury wasn’t that serious since Wu Ming was there at the time.

However, she scraped her arm while escaping and still didn’t know the current condition.

The door was opened, and upon seeing Baili Xia, Nangong Xu hurried over: “Where is the injury? Is it serious?”

Seeing the sincere concern of her master, Baili Xia’s heart warmed.

Enduring the pain, she smiled lightly and said casually, “It’s nothing, just some scratches.”

Nangong Xu gently took her right hand and saw a large patch of mangled flesh on her left forearm, as big as a palm.

The fabric of the sleeve was already torn and mingled with her skin.

Nangong Xu frowned, “That serious, and you say it’s nothing.”

He reached into his pocket, pulled out a handkerchief, and pressed it on Baili Xia’s wound.

“Press down, or it’ll easily get infected.”

Once Baili Xia held her wound, Nangong Xu continued, “I’ll go to my room to get some medicine; it needs to be bandaged right away.”

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