Liu Mianmian's book suddenly fell to the ground. She grabbed Liu Zhi's hand and asked, "Did you just say, where is his wound, on the left or the right?"
On the way back, Luliu shared her deductions with Liu Zhi. She believed Young Master Liu had feelings for their mistress, and it seemed their mistress felt differently about him too.
Originally, Liu Zhi didn't believe it.
After all, their mistress remained unfazed even in front of Your Majesty and would take the initiative to avoid him!
But now, seeing her in such a daze...
Liu Zhi comforted her knowingly, "Miss, don't be too upset. Such a man is not worth your effort. If he dares to bother you again, I'll scold him to death!"
"Why don't we send a message to the Empress and have her assign you another guard?"
…
Liu Mianmian, anxious and sweating, clutched Liu Zhi's hand and pressed, "Was it on the left shoulder or the right shoulder?"
That scene from the dream was exceptionally vivid in her memory.
