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As the cold spring continued to move forward, she couldn't help but to slow her steps. She really wanted to see Bai Jiran's injuries.

"Miss Leng, please stop."

Very quickly, the person standing at the outermost corner extended his hand, making a stopping motion.

"I don't have any other intentions. I just want to ask how is young marshal's injuries." The Cold Spring Spirit knew that it would not be so easy to get close to Bai Jiran, so she stopped and said.

Immediately, someone turned around and ran towards the back, probably to inform the others.

In next to no time, the messenger had returned.

He walked up to Leng Quan Ling with a smile on his face and said respectfully: "Young Marshal said that he will not meet anyone."

In truth, the Cold Spring Spirit could guess that Bai Tong would not see her. After all, it was all because of her.

"Thank you for saving me."

It didn't matter if he didn't want to see her, since he had nothing to say other than thanking her.

Leng Quan Ling stood at the edge of the platform and shouted.

She knew that Xiao Bai would definitely be able to hear her. Even though it was disgraceful of him to shout so loudly, there was no other way to avoid her if he didn't see her.

With that, he felt at ease. After all, he was injured to such an extent because of her.

Although she told him it was nothing, she was still a little worried.

With that, the spirit of the Cold Spring turned around and walked towards another path. There was almost no one on this path, and she was too lazy to look at the gazes of those people.

"I didn't kill him, let me go, spare me! Young Marshal! I beg you, please let me go, I didn't do it on purpose! "

A female voice rushed into her ears, not far from her.

The Cold Spring Spirit looked around to find no one else, and the voice sounded familiar.

After thinking for a moment, he walked towards the direction of the voice. Just as he walked over, he saw Bai Lihua, who was wearing a nightgown, squatting on the ground and hugging her head.

She seemed crazy.

Immediately after, two servants ran over and tugged at Bai Lihua as if to drag her back to the mansion.

No matter how hard Cold Spring Spirit's heart was, he couldn't bear to see the scene in front of him. He stepped forward and pulled Bai Lihua over.

"Open your eyes and look clearly, this is the young miss of the Bai Clan." Don't you want to die by treating her like this? Young Marshal is over there! "

"Yo, who do I think it is? "You speak so arrogantly that even the young commander-in-chief can't be bothered with you. You're worse than our underlings, why are you acting like a master here?"

The two maidservants opposite him smiled at each other. One of them crossed his arms and said in a mocking tone.

"Although I'm not as good as you, but Bai Lihua is a proper young miss of the Bai Family, you guys are really going too far!"

Leng Quan Ling already knew that she wouldn't be treated well and didn't pay much attention to what they said. She just felt pity for Bai Lihua.

"We won't beat you in the end. Hurry up and go back to your villa."

The other servant girl pulled Bai Lihua back without a word, rolled her eyes at her, and they turned to leave together.

Although the cold spring spirit was sincere, his words were useless. This was all he could do.

Originally, she had come out to relax, but she didn't expect to be in a worse mood. The cold spring spirit turned around and walked towards the small villa. On the way, many people pointed at her.

"It's her. What's the use of looking good? "A natural born jinx!"

"Ever since our Handsome Manor has gotten involved with her, we haven't had a single day of peace or quiet."

"That's right, that's right. That mother Feng was right at that time. She was just an unlucky person. The young miss was disobedient and we're on good terms. Take a look at what's happening now."

"Young Marshal is truly pitiful. So many women had touched her, even with a knife stabbing into his chest, he was still able to escape with his life."

"Shh, Young Marshal, is that something you can say? Be careful not to lose your tongue! "

A group of servants surrounded her and chattered away. Their voices weren't low and they didn't pay any attention to her.

If not for Leng Quan Ling knowing that there was a reason behind all of this, she might have been brainwashed by what they had just said …

Now she finally understood … What did he mean by fearsome.

When he returned to the villa, he saw that the little girl in the kitchen was busy. Leng Quan had wanted to get a cup of water from her, but he realized that he didn't even know her name.

"What's your name?"

This was the first time the cold spring spirit took the initiative to ask questions, and it was only for convenience.

"My name is Sophora Flower." The little girl immediately stopped what she was doing, turned around, and answered with her head lowered.

Sophora Flower? When the Cold Spring Spirit heard about the flowers, he thought of that orchid that killed thousands of knives. He was not in a good mood, so he asked again:

"Do you have any other names?"

"My surname is Xia." This Sophora Flower did not talk much, so its answer was simple and concise.

Scholartree Flower? The cold spring spirit heard the name and wanted to laugh. The locust flower was a spring flower, and the person who named it had no idea what he was thinking.

"I'll call you Little Xia from now on."

After some thought, Leng Quan Ling decided to change the name for her. She hated hearing the name of the flower.

"Yes."

With a simple reply, Xiao Xia turned back to her work.

There was an attic on the top floor of the villa. She had seen it before, covered in cobwebs and dust, so she never cleaned or went up.

Since he had nothing better to do today, and would be talked about when he went out, he might as well go up and see what there was.

The Spirit of Cold Spring took a lamp and walked up to the attic. The attic was not locked.

The room was not big, and because it was daytime, the lighting was not bad.

There was probably someone living here previously, but the position of the desk and bed hadn't changed. There was also a large bookshelf nearby.

Leng Quan, who was holding a lamp, walked step by step towards the bookshelf as he twined his spider silk.

These books were all rare books, and they looked to be of some age. At the back, there were even handwritten copies, and the handwriting was exquisite. It didn't look like it was written by a man.

Leng Quan Ling randomly picked out a copy and found that it was handwritten for 'Dream of the Red Chamber'.

There were many 'Dream of the Red Chamber'. It would take a very long time to transcribe each page.

Who lived here before?

Leng Quan Ling looked to the side curiously and found a row of notebooks. When she pulled them out, it was a diary.

These diaries definitely recorded the past of the marshal's residence, or perhaps … You can find traces of your mother!

Leng Quan Ling flipped through her diary excitedly. She reached out her hands to hold all the books in her arms, preparing to go back home and read them properly.

It was at this moment that she heard Xiao Xia's shout:

"Miss Leng, a gentleman is looking for you on the first floor."

Sir? Having learned his lesson, the Cold Spring Spirit did not like all the outsiders in the villa.

Especially men, she was especially against them, for fear of bringing disaster upon herself.

Walking out of the attic and closing the door, the Cold Spring Spirit loudly replied, "What do you want to ask him? I don't see any men. "