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Su Nuo clenched both of her hands tightly, knocking them against the ground one by one. With such strength, and with her teeth tightly biting her lips, the red line of blood had already flowed out. However, Su Nuo seemed to be afraid of leaking out any sound, and bit down even more forcefully.

The Duke of Beichen stretched out his hand in the air, but didn't touch anything.

"Why, why?" Su Nuo suppressed her tears. "Why? To let me know that nothing has changed after I lost my eyes. Why?" Su Nuo pressed her face to the cold ground. "Then what should I do? My eyes are gone. Then what must I do to continue to stay by Master's side?"

The red and white light shone through the window and into the room. Half of the light fell on the blue robe, but no matter how one looked at it, it was still pale, like Su Nuo who was curled up on the ground.

The Duke of Beichen followed Su Nuo's silhouette in the air, one after another, gently caressing him with sorrow, before gently closing his eyes and leaving the room without a sound as if he had just arrived.

Su Nuo used her hands to wipe away her tears before standing up once again and moving forward. Her hands moved back and forth as she tested the waters. When she returned, she swept the teapot on the table along with the cup onto the ground with a crisp sound.

Su Nuo panicked and quickly squatted down to touch it. However, she couldn't see it at all. When her two palms came into contact with the sharp fragments, blood immediately flowed out from her fair skin. Su Nuo seemed to not know the pain and wanted to pick up the fragment.

Suño knew that this was Master's favorite tea set, but she had broken it.

But the more Su Nuo panicked, the more wounds her hands had made. When Little Qian came in with the stuff in his hands, he saw that Su Nuo's hands were covered in blood and was stunned. He then rushed over, "Fu Jin, what are you doing? What are you doing?" As he shouted, his voice was on the verge of bursting into tears.

Su Nuo stopped moving, like a frustrated child. "It broke. I broke Master's teapot." She was afraid that her master would not want her once he came back and found out. She was truly afraid!

Because this is the last time, the last time.

Xiao Qian held Su Nuo's hand tightly and cried, "Fu Jin, why are you so stupid?"

The expression on Su Nuo's face was even more pitiful than crying. "But, Master doesn't want me, doesn't want me."

Little Qian shook his head. "No, Prince will not reject Fu Jin. Since Prince has treated Fu Jin so well, he will not refuse Fu Jin. Fu Jin, don't worry."

Su Nuo quieted down a little and asked with confusion like a child, "Really?"

"Really, really, your highness will not reject Fu Jin. Fu Jin, look, not only has your highness treated you so well and treated you so warmly, your highness has never used me in front of Fu Jin. He has always said those things about me to Fu Jin, but your highness has always used me in front of others." Little Qian told Su Nuo about what she had observed with all her heart.

Su Nuo blinked her eyes and thought back to what Little Qian had said, then happily grabbed onto Little Qian's hand. "It seems to be true, Master will never use this duke against me, and only when I make Master angry will he say that. Moreover, Master even allowed me to call him Chou." Even though it was just an act.

Seeing that Su Nuo's mood had stabilized a bit, Little Qian hurriedly started to bandage her. After wrapping her up, Little Qian carefully held Su Nuo's hand and said, "Fu Jin, you don't have to worry, it's just because —" Little Qian paused as he looked into Su Nuo's lifeless eyes. "It's just because Fu Jin can't be seen anymore that he'll feel extremely uneasy. After a while, everything will be fine."

Su Nuo, who had completely calmed down, was comforted by Little Qian until her entire face turned red. She really did not expect that one day she would lose control in front of others.

Perhaps it was just like what Little Qian said. It was because she could no longer see that she felt so uneasy.

Su Nuo smiled faintly at Little Qian as she followed Little Qian's hand and held it tight. "I won't do it anymore, so don't worry about me."

Little Qian replied seriously, "Fu Jin, you are a good person. Your highness will definitely love Fu Jin a lot."

Su Nuo continued to laugh. That was a very nice thing to say, but she knew she had to listen to it. She could only wish for a little, because it was impossible.

Even reincarnation in the next life was impossible.

Little Qian cleaned up the fragments on the ground and took them out. The door was open, and the wind blew in slowly, landing on Su Nuo's face. She smiled lightly and closed her eyes.

In the end, she had lost control because of her greed, so she couldn't do this. She was a female slave, and was extremely lowly. No matter what she experienced, she couldn't become greedy, couldn't have extravagant hopes, couldn't have any emotions.

Only then would she be a qualified female slave.

His pale face regained its calm, indifferent, just like the clouds in the sky, drifting away without leaving a trace.

The old wooden house by the lake stood there all alone, as if it was an old man who had run out of energy.

Lord Beichen stood in the room, casting a large amount of shadow over his body, drowning his smiling face. Yan Qingcheng silently stood behind him like a loyal follower.

Suddenly, the Duke of Beichen opened his mouth, his voice did not fluctuate at all, and his emotions could not be discerned, "Cheng, go and take a look at where the Jade Bead Descends was placed."

Yan Qingcheng's beautiful eyes instantly widened as she said instinctively, "My prince, you can't go."

"Nothing is impossible." The voice was faint.

Yan Qingcheng seemed to have thought of something as she hurriedly said, "Didn't Your Highness say that as long as it's —" She gritted her teeth. "You wouldn't stop Su Nuo if she voluntarily became blind? Your Highness doesn't even need to look for the Jade Bead."

Lord Beichen laughed lightly, "But little Nuo, you regret it."

Yan Qingcheng's beautiful face instantly lost all color. "She's regretting it."

"That's right, Little Nuo is regretting it. Then I will definitely help her regain her glory." A sad and beautiful smile appeared on her face as she murmured softly, "Whatever little Nuo wants, I will give her."

Yan Qingcheng clenched her hands tightly as her lips trembled, "She regrets. She regrets why she did that before. Why?" Yan Qingcheng stepped forward and grabbed Beichen's hand, "Your Royal Highness, please don't bother with her anymore. One day, she will definitely kill you." As he spoke, tears flowed down his cheeks.

Lord Beichen used his hands to gently caress Yan Qingcheng's face, "Cheng'er, just because I saved you outside the city doesn't mean that you must follow me forever. I already said that you can leave anytime you want."

"No, Your Highness. I don't want to leave. Cheng'er truly likes you. No matter if I'm his prince's shadow or a concubine, Cheng'er only wants to stay by your side for the rest of her life so that no one can hurt you."

The Duke of Beichen seemed to sigh lightly, "I know, but..." His tone turned cold instantly, "Cheng'er, I forbid you to say anything wrong about Xiao Nuo. Otherwise, even if it's you, I will still kill you without hesitation."

Yan Qingcheng's body instantly stiffened.

"You know that little Nuo is my everything, and I would not hesitate to destroy the gods for her sake." The Duke of Beichen's voice was firm like never before.

Yan Qingcheng lowered her head and spoke in a low voice, "I know, Cheng."

"Alright, Cheng, go and find out where the pearl is hidden. The sooner the better."

Yan Qingcheng replied with a 'yes' before leaving the room.

The Duke of Beichen turned around, his gaze falling upon the delicate bottle on the small table. It was the same bottle he had brought with him the last time. His fingertips gently caressing the bottle's body, slowly, gently, lovingly, as if it were the most precious thing in the world. Then, he picked up the bottle, placed it in his bosom, closed the door, and left.

It was already dusk when Bei Chenghan pushed the door open and entered. The sky outside was dyed red with redness.

"Master." Su Nuo instinctively wanted to stand up, but before she could even move, she was already stopped by Bei Chen Han.

The corners of Bei Chenghan's mouth curled up slightly: "How did Xiao'er know it was me?"

Su Nuo was stunned. She had never thought of this question herself. It was as if she had instinctively sensed it and did not need any reason.

No, if she had to say it, it was to escape from being infatuated with her master, even if it was a trace of her master's aura she was familiar with. Thinking of this, Su Nuo's face turned red. Although she couldn't see it, her head still drooped down.

Bei Chenhan stretched out his hand, lifted her chin and teased, "My Nono is still so easily embarrassed. I really love it so much that I can't let it go."

With a single sentence, Su Nuo's originally red face turned bright red. She didn't want her master to see her like that. She wanted to move her body, but the moment her hands touched the bed, the bandaged wound on her body opened up.

It wasn't that they were careless, but whether it was Su Nuo or Little Qian, they didn't have any medicine to apply so their wounds wouldn't heal.

Su Nuo was caught off guard and gasped. Bei Chen Han asked: "What's wrong, Nuo'er?" When he lowered his head and saw the gauze that had been dyed red by the blood, his pretty eyebrows furrowed and his voice sank. "Xiao'er." How did your hand get injured? "

Suño's face went pale, and she almost forgot the fact that she had broken her master's favorite tea set. He wanted to clench his hands to ease his fear, but before he could do so, the wounds on his hands began to change drastically. "Master, Master, Xiao'er, Xiao'er broke your tea set. Xiao'er knows her mistake. Master, please punish Xiao'er." As he spoke, he tried to get up and kneel, but Su Nuo, who was in darkness, could not find the north. He could only kneel there in a daze, terrified.

"Master, no matter how you punish Nona, it doesn't matter. Master, please don't chase Nona away. Nona will never, never again." In the past, she would never have dared to beg her master like this, because a lowly slave girl was not even qualified to do so.

Bei Chen Han's dark eyes fell on Su Nuo's frightened face. He reached out his hand and pulled her into his embrace.

Su Nuo, who was panicking like a small beast, suddenly quieted down and became even more dumbfounded. Especially when she couldn't see her master's expression, many things were beyond her imagination.

Bei Chen Han played with Su Nuo's long hair with a smile on his face: "I didn't know that Xiao'er was so timid. She just broke the tea set, why is she so afraid?"

Su Nuo opened her lifeless eyes like a lost child, not knowing what to do.

She had only broken her master's tea set, but in Su Nuo's memory, the year she was brought to the palace, she had just begun to serve her master. Once, her master had dined, and she had not eaten anything because she was really too hungry, and the sound of her stomach was heard by her master, who then threw her into a punishment.

For a day and a night, the master said, it was enough to keep one's breath, and then the people in the torture chamber did everything in their power to torment her. That year, she was only eleven years old. That year, she had not fallen in love with her master. That year, after that day and night, she had completely spent her life saving her master.

That year, there was too much unspeakable pain and confusion. But if that year had been the same as now, perhaps she wouldn't have suffered so much.

It was easier to hate someone than to love them.