"I'd rather not, it's not good for me to keep meeting with my master."
"It's not good? Your Highness, are you overthinking it?" Xiaoqi immediately lost her patience.
"It's not good for my master."
After saying that, the Prince stood up, took a book from the bookshelf, and read in silence.
Xiaoqi dared not say more, so she turned and left to start contacting buyers for donkey-hide gelatin to replenish blood.
In fact, Gu Xia had already recovered and was full of vigor.
She had been in the hospital, trying to pry open Zhao Ningxue's mouth. Seeing Zhao Ningxue's lips sealed tight, she planned to visit Jing Sinian.
Jing Sinian was much less injured than Zhao Ningxue, which was precisely what Gu Xia despised about him.
With similar injuries, Zhao Ningxue ended up with three severed tendons in her hand and had lost a lot of blood.
Whereas Jing Sinian only suffered a knife wound to the abdomen, with no threat to his life, just some flesh wounds.
