Bai Jinyan's gaze landed on the man sitting on the horse at the side. Then, she frowned and looked at Lin Xingjian from top to bottom, "Are you alright?"
Lin Xingjian shook his head. "I'm fine. Xie Xingyun also said that the horse was frightened just now. I'm fine."
Bai Xianyu broke free from Xie Xingyun's arm and lowered her eyes to avoid looking at him. "Thank you, Marquis."
Xie Xingyun's expression was a little cold.
After a long while, an inexplicable grunt came from the horse.
She frowned, trying to see what was going on, but the man had already spurred his horse away.
Bai Jinyan stroked his chin and asked curiously, "Xingjian, did you offend him before?"
Lin Xingjian thought hard for a while. "No, I rarely interact with Xie Xingyun."
"That's strange. He looks so bitter and resentful. Those who don't know might think that you stole his wife."
Bai Jinyan had always been irrelevant. Bai Xianyu's eyelids twitched. "Fourth Brother is thinking too much. Perhaps he doesn't usually have a friendly expression."
Bai Jinyan just said it casually and did not take it seriously at all. Although he was like a fish in water in the academy, he could not get close to Xie Xingyun. The few of them chatted for a while before driving their horses into the hunting ground.
A few rabbits jumped out of the dense forest. The people in the General's Manor, even the nanny, knew a few tricks, let alone Bai Xianyu. Her archery skills were second only to her Eldest Brother, Bai Tanshen.
She shot a few arrows and quickly shot down a few prey.
Bai Jinyan's sharp eyes spotted a deer and he was elated. He raised his whip and chased after it. "Little Yu, wait for me here. I'll be back soon!"
When Lin Xingjian saw Bai Jinyan leave, he immediately felt uneasy.
Now, only he and Bai Xianyu were left.
In her previous life, after Bai Jinyan left, Bai Xianyu also found an excuse to hunt by herself and did not spend time alone with Lin Xingjian. Now, she was afraid that the past would reappear and she would meet Xie Xingyun, so she did not leave.
Silence hung between them.
When Bai Xianyu saw that Lin Xingjian's face was about to turn red, she could not help but laugh. "Shall we stroll around and wait for Fourth Brother?"
Lin Xingjian had liked her since he was young. Every time he was with her, his heart would race uncontrollably.
"… Yeah."
…
Xie Xingyun stopped his horse beside a tall tree.
In her previous life, Bai Xianyu had met with danger in the vicinity. After he saved her, Bai Xianyu's feelings for him became deeper.
Even if he did not love her, it had to be said that Bai Xianyu was beautiful and capable, and she could manage such a huge mansion in an orderly manner. In all aspects, she was the most suitable wife for him.
The surroundings were silent, and the scene of meeting Bai Xianyu slowly appeared in Xie Xingyun's mind.
…
On the same sunny day, a girl in a flowery dress barged into his line of sight.
Xie Xingyun let go of his bow and looked at her condescendingly.
There was some dew on Bai Xianyu's bun, and the hair on her forehead was drenched in sweat. The hem of her skirt was raised at her calves. Her originally snow-white skin was now bruised. She tore off the corner of her skirt and bandaged it haphazardly.
He saw at once that she had been bitten by a snake.
Xie Xingyun originally did not want to meddle in other people's business, but when his eyes met her lost and helpless gaze, he had already gotten onto the ground.
The little girl opened her doe eyes wide, looking innocent and pure. There was a faint scent of Chinese rose on her body.
"… You… What are you doing?"
Xie Xingyun squatted down and looked up coldly. "What do you think?"
Her expression was a little inexplicable, but his hand was already holding her ankle. A woman's foot could only be shown to her husband… At the thought of this, Bai Xianyu's face instantly turned red to the point of bleeding.
Xie Xingyun did not think too much about it. After checking her injury, he suddenly touched her skirt.
Bai Xianyu's face turned red and shy, but in the next second, Xie Xingyun ripped her skirt. She was so frightened that her face turned pale. She wanted to resist in anger, but the man pressed her shoulder against the tree trunk. The deep and mellow voice above her head was a little intimate. "Don't move. I'll bandage your wound again."