"So it turns out that Princess Changle feels unwell because of Sister Xiyue!" Mu Qingge nodded in sudden realization.
Bai Xiyue’s clumsy explanation didn’t interest Mu Qingge enough to care how many people believed it. She rely glanced at those around her, noting their furrowed brows, and coldly chuckled, "Princess Changle feels unwell because of Sister Xiyue. As her brother, I thought it would be right to personally escort the Princess back to rest as a gesture of gratitude. As for Sister Xiyue, although she was injured, I’ve already sent her to a clinic for treatnt and she’s out of danger. I also ordered the guards from our mansion to escort her back ho, accompanied by Sister Xiyue’s maid."
With that, she turned to look at Bai Xiyue’s pale face and said with an expression of guilt, "Sister Xiyue, Brother Mu also wanted to personally bring you back. But I couldn’t be in two places at once. Since Princess Changle was frightened because of you, it seed only right—given that I’m your brother, a junior lord of Mu Mansion, and the Princess’s future Prince Consort—to escort her back. Is it perhaps because of this matter that Sister Xiyue wishes to leave Mu Mansion?"
As soon as she finished speaking, the way people around looked at Bai Xiyue changed.
From the earlier sympathy and pity, to bla. They blad her for being inconsiderate, for being unreasonable.
The young lord was considerate of her in every way, and even personally escorted the princess to express his gratitude. Yet she made a fuss wanting to leave ho over such a small matter of the young lord not escorting her back?
Truly petty and thoughtless.
"No, it’s not like that." Bai Xiyue felt the shift in gazes around her and hastily tried to defend herself.
"Xiyue, if you’re leaving the mansion because of this, then I have to say sothing too. Although Qingge didn’t bring you back, it’s understandable, how can you bla him?" Mu Lianrong also shook her head. She hadn’t known before that the Princess was also unwell, and that it was due to Bai Xiyue.
"Aunty Lian..." Bai Xiyue saw the disappointnt in Mu Lianrong’s eyes and was suddenly alard in her heart. Looking again at Mu Xiong, who had completely cald down and showed no trace of anger, she realized she had failed.
Not only had she failed, but now her cheeks were burning with sha. It seed that the perfect image she had built in Mu Mansion over the years was crumbling with Mu Qingge’s few words.
Suddenly, tears gushed forth.
Bai Xiyue spoke pitifully, "No, no, I didn’t know Brother Mu did it for my sake. After I got injured, I fell unconscious, and when I woke up, I heard from Lv Zhi that Brother Mu had left at the clinic and took the Princess back. I just thought that I had caused all this and distracted Brother Mu, preventing him from focusing on the Princess. So I thought, if I were to leave, it might lessen the trouble for Brother Mu."
In an attempt to salvage her image, Bai Xiyue didn’t hesitate to push her maid forward.
Betrayed by her mistress, Lv Zhi’s face instantly turned pale, and she hurriedly knelt down, slapping herself and repeatedly saying, "Old Lord, Little Lord, Miss, it was all the servant’s fault for sowing discord in front of the lady, causing her to overthink and misunderstand the Little Lord."
"Lv Zhi, how could you do this?" Lv Zhi’s words caused Bai Xiyue to show a mortified and indignant expression, as if she too were a victim.
"Enough." Mu Xiong frowned and slowly stood up. The scene before him seed to have turned into a farce.
He gave Bai Xiyue a deep look, then turned to Mu Qingge and said, "Ge’er, co with ."
Mu Qingge nodded lightly, holding a faint smile as she followed Mu Xiong away. She didn’t even spare Bai Xiyue a glance.
After the two masters of Mu Mansion left, Mu Lianrong also coldly instructed the servants, "All of you, leave. Go do what needs to be done."
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