Chapter 3: She was born with a stomach full of bad water

Nan Baoyi was shocked!

She had tried so hard to please Xiao Yi, but not only did it not improve their relationship, it made him resent her even more?

She lifted the quilt, hastily put on her clothes, and said, "I'm going to see my second brother!"

"It's raining outside."

"It's okay..."

Nan Baoyi was about to leave when she suddenly caught sight of the broken jade ointment on the dressing table.

When she was young and mischievous, she often injured her skin. Her grandmother had specially bought the broken jade ointment at a high price from a divine doctor in Shu, which, when applied to the wound, would not leave a scar.

Her eyes lit up, and she grabbed the broken jade ointment and ran out of the embroidery building.

The sky was dim, and the continuous spring rain drifted into the corridor, wetting the hem of the girl's light pink skirt.

The maids lit lanterns with tassels, and when they saw her, they all stepped aside and saluted, but the girl paid no attention, her eyes fixed only on the path to the loquat courtyard.

She ran breathlessly to the loquat courtyard, feeling ashamed as she looked at the courtyard.

In fact, the Nan family did not treat Xiao Yi well. Despite having the title of the second young master of the Nan family, the courtyard he lived in was very remote and dilapidated. It was no wonder that in her previous life, when something happened to the family, he did not come to their aid.

She straightened her clothes and cautiously stepped into the loquat courtyard.

The courtyard was quiet, with a slender loquat tree in the corner and two faded lanterns hanging under the eaves. The whole house was so quiet as if there were no living people.

She walked up the steps and pushed open the window lattice, then tiptoed to the bedroom.

This was her first time entering his room, and it was much cleaner and tidier than she had imagined. The air was filled with an unknown cold and sweet fragrance, and there were ink and paper on the desk, as well as two yellowed travel journals.

The young man sat on the wooden couch by the window, shirtless, with whip marks crisscrossing his back, although the blood had already coagulated and scabbed, it was still very shocking.

All because of her!

Nan Baoyi felt very ashamed and approached him cautiously, calling softly in his ear, "Second brother?"

The young man, who had closed his eyes as if asleep, suddenly opened his eyes.

His long and well-defined hand mercilessly gripped the girl's delicate neck, as if the next moment he could hear the sound of her neck breaking!

Nan Baoyi was terrified!

She looked at the young man with a fierce expression and said, "Second, second brother?"

Xiao Yi recognized her and slowly released his grip.

Nan Baoyi sat down on the ground, feeling her neck to make sure it wasn't broken.

In her previous life, she had heard that this powerful minister was ruthless, not only on the battlefield but also in the capital, where he disregarded human life.

Once, when the chief of the Western Factory visited the Imperial Tutor's residence, he praised a girl serving wine as having "hands as tender as willow leaves and fingers as slender as green onions." When they parted, Xiao Yi gave him a gift, which turned out to be the severed hands of the girl.

The civil officials were not pleased with his power and sent over a dozen assassins to kill him. The next morning, there were over a dozen bodies outside the Imperial Tutor's residence, all beheaded and skinned!

What was more, he showed no mercy to the women who admired him.

There was a beautiful princess in the palace who, in order to marry him, drugged his wine, but the next day, not only was there no news of their night together, the princess also disappeared inexplicably. Instead, the Imperial Tutor's residence presented a shocking wine vessel made from the skull of the beautiful princess!

Nan Baoyi looked up.

Her second brother was staring down at her.

His handsome face was stunning in the light, but his eyes were cold and indifferent, with pupils tinged with blood red, like a blood moon that made one shudder.

She trembled and held out a white porcelain jar, "Broken, broken, broken jade ointment, it can, it can, it can remove scars, it's very precious..."

Xiao Yi tightly pressed his lips together.

Just ten whip marks, he didn't care.

He lowered his eyes, and the little girl was trembling, her round face pale, her light pink dress shaking along with her, accompanied by the clear jingle of the silver bells at her waist, making the quiet and desolate room seem to bloom like a small hibiscus.

He pinched her delicate wrist and said with a cold face, "Is this intentional?"

The room was filled with a heavy murderous aura, showing that he had reached his limit.

Nan Baoyi trembled violently, and the small bell at her waist jingled. She looked at the young man in front of her with red eyes. He was stunningly beautiful, but he exuded a chill that was colder than the rain outside, as if he could kill her at any moment!

She held the broken jade ointment and said eagerly, "Shall I apply the ointment for my second brother?"

She climbed onto the couch, took some ointment, and carefully applied it to the scars on his back.

As she looked at his back and waist, she noticed that there were many old scars on his skin, and she didn't know where they came from...

Outside the window, the spring rain continued to fall.

Xiao Yi furrowed his brow, puzzled. Whether it was because the girl had never applied ointment to anyone before or because she was deliberately tormenting him, her actions were rough and made the wounds hurt even more.

After all, she was a pampered young lady...

He grabbed her slender wrist and said with a cold face, "Is this intentional?"

The room was filled with a heavy murderous aura, showing that he had reached his limit.

Nan Baoyi trembled violently, and the small bell at her waist jingled. She looked at the young man in front of her with red eyes. He was stunningly beautiful, but he exuded a chill that was colder than the rain outside, as if he could kill her at any moment!

She held the broken jade ointment and said eagerly, "Shall I apply the ointment for my second brother?"

She climbed onto the couch, took some ointment, and carefully applied it to the scars on his back.

As she looked at his back and waist, she noticed that there were many old scars on his skin, and she didn't know where they came from...

Outside the window, the spring rain continued to fall.

Xiao Yi furrowed his brow, puzzled. Whether it was because the girl had never applied ointment to anyone before or because she was deliberately tormenting him, her actions were rough and made the wounds hurt even more.

After all, she was a pampered young lady...

He grabbed her slender wrist and said with a cold face, "Is this intentional?"

He exuded a heavy murderous aura, showing that he had reached his limit.