He slowly lowered his body, kneeling on one knee before her, his head bowed, waiting in silence.
Dong Huiying was stunned for a moment.
She pulled at him, trying to get him to stand up, but he remained reverently submissive, his long hair cascading over his shoulders, a small mole on his elegant, beautiful neck, exactly over the vertebrae, causing her attention to falter for a moment.
"Oh, get up quickly."
She tugged at him again, but as soon as she pulled him up, his knees bent to kneel once more.
Dong Huiying frowned and bit her lip.
It was because he had been poisoned, his mind was hazy, and his nature influenced, which caused him to do things like throttling himself. She could understand that he couldn’t help it, there was really no need for him to do this, especially since the fault was not his.
She tried pulling him up again, but despite appearing gentle and always maintaining a refined and elegant demeanor, like a warm spring breeze. His attitude towards her had been good, even though the original owner of her body had done many things to hurt his brothers, this man had never treated her harshly.
But today, she truly gained insight.
This man’s stubbornness was truly frightening.
Just like tough old beef tendon, unchewable and impossible to boil soft, it gave one a headache.
"Really not getting up?"
She didn’t like people kneeling to her, but he was too stubborn, so she squatted down, her small hands resting on her knees, looking him in the eye at the same level.
Yixuan’s lips curved into a gentle smile, "As long as Baobao is no longer angry, that is fine."
Having been so rebellious before, he had braced himself mentally, so he closed his eyes, ready for the expected punishment.
With a light ’pat’, a little hand gently tapped Liang Yixuan on the head—had she just patted his head?
But it was very light and not painful.
He opened his eyes in astonishment, looking at her with confusion, only to be caught off guard by her eyes that shone bright as stars.
Dong Huiying withdrew her hand, "Alright, it’s done."
She picked up the clothes and helped Yixuan put them on, "Actually, I wasn’t angry to begin with, naturally there’s no need to calm down. Besides, a man’s knees are as precious as gold, only to kneel to the heavens and Mother."
She winked at him, "Don’t do this again in the future, alright?"
Finally, she patted Yixuan’s shoulder, "Aren’t you getting up? The ground is cold; aren’t you afraid of catching a chill?"
When exactly had this person developed such pure, translucent eyes?
When Yixuan walked out the door, his expression was subtle, as if he had been dreaming.
Hearing the door open, Shujun and Yue Ning looked towards him immediately.
Yixuan wiped his face, then let out a deep breath. He was filled with suspicion, conflict, and deep discomfort, all of which stemmed from that person.
"Third Brother, she..."
He glanced back at the door, then with a slight frown on his brow, lowered his voice and said, "She’s acting a bit strange."
He recalled her behavior these past few days, each and every aspect of it was unusual.
For example, earlier in the room, when he had picked up his clothes to dress, she had stared at his body, drooling voraciously, looking extremely covetous.
And this was something he had never seen before...
Shujun scrutinized him intently for a long while, "She didn’t touch you?"
Yixuan responded oddly, "Yes, she didn’t hit me, nor did she scold me," but she had kissed him.
Remembering that, a faint pink blush crept over his neck...
After a moment of contemplation, Shujun made a decision; the little clown would stay with him for the next few days so he could observe her closely. Yixuan and Yue Ning, due to the limited space in Shujun’s residence, couldn’t stay and consequently left the town that afternoon to return to the village on the mountain.
Before departing, Yixuan bid farewell to Dong Huiying.
Dong Huiying looked apprehensive; didn’t that mean that for the next few days, she would have to spend her time in a world just for two with Liang Shujun, that foxy charmer?