Bai Suzhen opened her mouth, wanting to apologize, but the jealousy burning in her heart remained unquenched. She could never tolerate Xiaoqing laying a finger on Xu Xian.
Looking once more at the unconscious Xu Xian, Bai Suzhen's face brightened with a gentle smile.
Honest Xu Xian absolutely wouldn't be that type of person.
...
The following day.
Qin Shou stretched lazily after getting up and walked out of the room to the pavilion, where Bai Suzhen had already prepared breakfast.
"Han Wen, you're awake. Come try this osmanthus cake I made myself," Bai Suzhen called softly, her face filled with tenderness.
"Cake?"
Qin Shou's interest flagged — he disliked eating things so sticky and glutinous.
"What's wrong? Han Wen, you don't like it?" Bai Suzhen noticed Qin Shou's less-than-enthusiastic reaction.
"Oh, it's nothing."
