PFC Chapter 402 The Sloppy Prince
Chapter 402 The Sloppy Prince
Chapter 402
Zhou Baozhu waved her hand nonchalantly, "Hey, Sister Yao, how can you be so distant to me? You saved my life, and this is my first visit. If I come empty-handed, wouldn't it be very rude? Besides, these things are not worth much money. Sister Yao, please don't think I'm stingy, it's me who should be disdained."
She looked aggrieved and flattering, she was really eccentric. After hearing her say this, Luo Shuiyao skipped the topic. She did save her once, and she really deserved these gifts.
When they arrived, Chuntao and Chunxing prepared some tea and snacks, then politely withdrew, closing the door. Luo Shuiyao took a sip of tea before carefully examining Zhou Baozhu. Her face, swollen and red from the previous day, wasn't noticeable now, but the makeup was thick, likely covering up some of the scars.
Zhou Baozhu naturally noticed her scrutiny and immediately touched her cheek with her finger. She hissed softly, then smiled nonchalantly, "Don't worry, Sister Yao. My father found some good medicine. The swelling on my face has gone down, but there are still some bruises. The doctor said it will take a while to heal, but it won't ruin my appearance."
She explained this way because she was afraid Luo Shuiyao would worry that she had ruined her appearance. After all, when she returned that day, her father stared at her injured face and cried for a long time. He was already worried that she would have trouble finding a good match, and now he was even more worried that her damaged face would make it even more difficult for her to get married in the future, so he was anxious to comfort her.
Luo Shuiyao was naturally aware of her injuries. After all, she had seen them with her own eyes. She knew they were only superficial wounds, so she didn't ask any more questions. She just nodded and said, "That's good. Just try to go out less often and wait until your injuries are healed before going out again. Although they are superficial injuries, it's not appropriate to cover them up with makeup."
Seeing that Luo Shuiyao cared about her, Zhou Baozhu nodded repeatedly, her almond-shaped eyes curved with smiles. Due to the large movement of her facial muscles, she snorted softly. Seeing her like this, Luo Shuiyao felt a mixture of amusement and heartache. Her appearance had nothing to do with the only female official in the book, and she didn't know what she had experienced to become like that in the book. She wanted to find out what was going on in her family, but after all, they were just acquaintances. It would be inappropriate to ask about other people's family affairs rashly. After thinking for a moment, she changed the subject and asked, "Did your father punish your cousin?"
When Zhou Baozhu heard the word "cousin," her expression softened a bit, but there was no resentment in her eyes, as if the man was just a passerby. She simply explained, "My father has already dealt with him. We probably won't see each other again in the future."
Seeing her indifferent expression, Luo Shuiyao stopped asking. Her original intention wasn't to inquire about the man's situation, but to change the subject. She said pointedly, "That being said, he alone probably wouldn't be able to kidnap you. I don't know who else is in your family, but you must be extremely careful and don't fall for their schemes."
There was a hint of worry in her eyes. Zhou Baozhu felt a warm feeling in her heart, knowing she was reminding her. Her eyes actually reddened a little, but a smile played on her lips. "Don't worry, Sister Yao, I understand all this. Besides, my father has always loved me and has already taken care of this matter. This kind of thing won't happen again in the future."
"That's good." Luo Shuiyao felt relieved when she heard her say that. Even though they had only spent a short time together, she could tell that Miss Zhou was a rough but thoughtful person. She knew that what she could think of was also what she could think of, so she stopped talking.
The two chatted about family matters for a while. Of course, most of the time, Zhou Baozhu recounted stories from her childhood. Luo Shuiyao occasionally chimed in, but this gave her a deeper understanding of her, revealing the true circumstances of her family and naturally guessing who had conspired with her cousin to plot against her.
However, she didn't show any of it on her face. After a pleasant conversation, Zhou Baozhu stood up to say goodbye. "Sister Yao, I've been out for too long. My father will be worried if he can't find me. I'm going back now. I'll come visit you again when I'm free."
Then, she winked mischievously: "Sister Yao, you won't bother me, will you?"
Luo Shuiyao couldn't help but smile, letting her get closer. The two of them walked out side by side. "Of course not. I don't have many friends in this capital. I'm so happy that you came to see me."
"Really?" Zhou Baozhu couldn't hide her smile. "I'm relieved when you say that. It's just that I might not be able to come see you often these days, but as long as I'm in the capital, I will definitely come to look for you often."
Luo Shuiyao raised an eyebrow, understanding the meaning behind her words, and followed up with her words to ask, "What are you going to do outside of Beijing?"
Zhou Baozhu didn't hide it and said in a normal tone, "I begged my father to send me to the army for a while. I'm afraid I can't stay in Beijing all the time."
Luo Shuiyao paused, then turned sideways to look at her. Seeing that although her tone was calm, her eyes were filled with expectation, she smiled and said, "That's okay. I'll be away from Beijing for a while soon. When we both come back, you can come find me."
"Yeah!" Zhou Baozhu nodded heavily, and her calm expression was put away, replaced by a mischievous look.
Outside the door, the Zhou family's carriage had been waiting for a long time. When the driver saw his young lady coming out, he hurriedly put down a low stool and carefully helped Zhou Baozhu into the carriage. Zhou Baozhu looked back at Luo Shuiyao reluctantly, her eyes full of attachment.
For some reason, Zhou Baozhu always felt a special closeness between herself and Sister Yao. Even though they had only met a few times, she already considered her her own sister.
Luo Shuiyao smiled and waved her hand, saying gently, "Go back quickly, don't run around outside, so as not to make your father worry."
Seeing this, Zhou Baozhu smiled brightly, waved again, and then turned and got into the carriage. Luo Shuiyao waited until the carriage disappeared around the corner before slowly turning back into the house. She called Chun Xing over and instructed, "Go find Yang Wei and have them start preparing. We'll leave Beijing the day after tomorrow."
Although she wasn't the original owner, perhaps using the original owner's body inevitably affected her. Ever since she mentioned returning to Qingshui Town, she'd been restless for the past two days, like a wanderer anxious to return home. Now that the turmoil in the capital had subsided and, on the surface, peace had returned, it was time to prepare for her journey.
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The night was deep, and a crescent moon hung obliquely in the sky, but was mostly covered by dark clouds, leaving only a faint light that gently fell on the earth.
The streets were silent and peaceful at this time.
Inside the Third Prince's residence, the scene was completely different. The Third Prince, his hair disheveled, sat on the ground, a jar of wine beside him. He looked completely slovenly, devoid of his former dignity.