Xie Jingchen put down the teacup and got up to walk towards the bamboo house.
He had just stepped onto the stairs.
Su Jin sneezed.
Her body leaned forward, her thigh hitting the corner of the table, and the porcelain jar in her hands fell to the ground with a crash.
Su Jin almost cried from the pain.
She rubbed the sore spot and squatted down.
As soon as she touched the broken porcelain pieces, Xie Jingchen pulled her up.
"If you're hurt, take a rest," he said with a slightly annoyed tone.
Su Jin looked heartbroken, "This is the antidiarrheal medicine I spent half a day preparing, and now it's all gone."
"No need to prepare it anymore," Xie Jingchen said.
Su Jin looked at him, "Why?"
"Because no one will appreciate it," Xie Jingchen said.
"... ."
Xingxing came over and said, "Did someone just curse at the young lady?"
The Hidden Guard added in his mind.
Not just insults.
I'm afraid they want to tear the Eldest Young Madam into pieces.
