After a while, I finally calmed down. I wiped away my tears and was about to get up and leave when I heard a very clear voice in front of me——

"Eh? Are your hands burned?"

When I looked up, I saw a person standing in front of me, looking at my hands.

This is a young man who looks younger than me, probably only eighteen or nineteen years old. He has a handsome and slightly childish face, round eyes like tiger eyes, but his eyes are clean and simple, like the one on the top of his head.

The sky is blue and cloudless, and even his expression is so clean.

Shangyang Palace is no better than the inner courtyard of the Imperial Palace. Foreign men are allowed to enter and exit, but - they are not allowed to talk to the palace maids without any scruples.

I didn't react for a moment, but he had already walked up to me, and carelessly stretched out his hand to grab my wrist: "You are seriously injured, let me see."

I quickly retracted my hand: "Who are you?"

"Huh?" He looked at me, blinking and rounding his eyes: "You don't know me?"

"..." I looked him up and down. He was so young and so unruly. Could he be a newcomer to Shangyang Palace? Looking at his simple and smart clothes, could it be——

"You are His Highness's bodyguard?"

He looked at me for a while and smiled: "Yes. Who are you? Why haven't I seen you before?"

Sure enough, he was a new guard in Shangyang Palace. I had only arrived a short time ago, so no wonder I had never met him. I nodded to him as a greeting, and then said, "I am Mrs. Yingxue's maid.

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After saying that, I turned around to leave, but he walked over and stopped in front of me: "Hey, don't leave! Let me see your injury."

I was surprised by his recklessness, but he was not a bad person and had a warm heart. I turned around and looked around. Fortunately, there was no one around, so I whispered: "You are new here, don't be so unruly, the palace is full of people."

Foreign men are not allowed to talk to the palace maids casually. If the steward sees it, be careful and be punished. Don't do this again in the future."

He was stunned for a moment, then bursts of smiles appeared in his clear eyes, and he nodded obediently: "Okay, I'll listen to you."

I nodded slightly and was about to leave when I heard him say: "But show me your injury."

After saying that, he grabbed my wrist.

This man! I suddenly felt anxious. I was not even allowed to talk casually in the palace. He grabbed my hand so recklessly. I immediately struggled to pull my hand back, but he held on tightly and looked down.

I hurt the red and swollen blisters and said, "Don't move. You need to apply medicine on your injury, otherwise it will leave scars."

What?

I was stunned when I saw him take out a silver hairpin and prick the blisters on the back of my hand to drain the water. Then he took out a box of ointment from his arms and applied it carefully. The whole process was done in one go and very skillfully.

The area where the ointment was applied felt cool and refreshing, which was much better than the burning pain just now.

I looked at him with some surprise, and saw him take out another handkerchief, and while bandaging it for me, he said to himself: "Such a burn will leave scars. You girls' hands are so white and so beautiful.
Chapter completed!