Bai Xingye ran like a madman.
He just didn’t want the little one clinging to him anymore, but he didn’t want her to get into trouble or die!
For some reason, Bai Zhi’er’s soft and sticky words, "Chongchong likes you, that’s why she follows you," kept echoing in his head.
The little sister surely just wanted to play with him too.
Yet, he pushed away the four-year-old because of his own thoughts.
Causing Bai Zhi’er’s life to be uncertain.
Bai Xingye’s heart was filled with regret.
Just then, a few maids gathered by the pond in the distance, talking.
Bai Xingye suddenly stopped his steps, face pale.
He heard the maids say—
"This... surely can’t be helped, right?"
"What happened, it was fine in the afternoon."
Bai Xingye felt his knees go weak.
He forced himself to walk over, his eyes bloodshot and red.
Bai Xingye pushed aside the maids, struggling to call out, "Sister..." Fresh chapters posted on n͟o͟v͟e͟l͟f͟i͟r͟e͟.net
The maids turned back and saw Bai Xingye, stunned: "Your Highness."
Bai Xingye’s eyes were fixed on the water.
The evening light was dim.
But he could see clearly enough, a dead fish had flipped belly up on the water.
Bai Xingye frowned deeply: "You were just... discussing this fish?"
The maids quickly lowered their heads: "These Jinli were specially raised by the Prince, they were fine during the daytime feeding, we don’t know why it died now."
Bai Xingye roared in anger: "Is now really the time to care about fish? My sister is missing, everyone is looking for her, and you’re here staring at fish, can’t you tell what’s more important?"
The Sixth Prince has always been peculiar.
Rumor has it, in extreme rage, he might even hurt people.
Once he almost injured Prince Kang.
The maids, terrified, knelt on the ground, trembling with fear: "Please forgive us, Your Highness, we have been looking for the little princess, we just happened to pass the pond and saw the fish, so we stopped to take a look."
Bai Xingye angrily scolded: "What are you waiting for, go find her now, if you can’t find my sister, you’re doomed!"
The maids scattered in panic, their faces pale.
Bai Xingye was panting heavily.
He had bipolar disorder.
The doctor said it’s a mental affliction.
Whenever it acts up, he can’t control himself.
He wanted to kill everyone, then end himself.
Bai Xingye leaned on the pond’s railing, gasping for air.
Cold sweat dripped from the tip of his nose, adding a touch of pale melancholy to his delicate, youthful face.
Just then, a batch of house servants ran past him, shouting—
"We’ve found the Princess!"
Bai Xingye hurriedly turned back, ignoring everything else, and ran with them.
Following the servants, he arrived at his own courtyard.
Everyone was gathered here.
Bai Xingye was taken aback.
The Third Young Master, Bai Yaoyu, came out of his room, holding the familiar little figure.
Bai Zhi’er yawned, her big eyes watery.
She rubbed her eyes with her small hands, her little face rosy and very cute.
"Third Brother, it’s so late already!"
The fourth son, Bai Daoyan, walked beside them, smiling helplessly: "Zhi’er, why did you run here to sleep? You had everyone worried."
Bai Zhi’er’s voice was soft and sticky: "I was playing hide and seek with Sixth Brother, Zhi Bao was in charge of hiding, he was in charge of seeking."
"The most dangerous place is the safest place, so Zhi Bao hid in his room."
"But Sixth Brother took so long to find me that I just lay down on his bed and fell asleep!"
Saying this, the little one glanced around and saw the Sixth Prince, Bai Xingye, standing at the doorway.
Bai Zhi’er sweetly smiled and waved: "Sixth Brother!"
Everyone turned to look at Bai Xingye.
The Fifth Heir, Bai Fengqing, frowned and asked puzzledly: "Sixth Brother, are you feeling unwell again? Why do you look so terrible?"