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After Jing Chunxi glared at him fiercely, Jing Yi finally gave up on looking at her wound and sat down at the coffee table. He sat there, leaning forward slightly, his hands tightly clasped together, as if trying to suppress his inner anger.

Jing Yi seemed very thirsty, perhaps because he was still angry. He picked up the teapot and poured tea himself. His movements were a little hurried and some tea splashed out, but he didn't seem to care and drank three bowls in one breath.

The tea flowed down his throat, making a gurgling sound, as if trying to quench the anger in his heart in this way.

Jing Chunxi stood opposite Jing Yi. Knowing that he was in the wrong, he lowered his head obediently, like a quail that had done something wrong.

She stood there, feet together, hands clasped tightly together, fingers trembling slightly, looking very nervous. Her heart was filled with guilt and anxiety, not knowing how to face the master's rebuke.

"Master, I was wrong." Jing Chunxi's voice was so soft, almost inaudible. At this moment, she felt the cold air from her master rushing towards her. It was an invisible sense of oppression, and even without looking up, she could feel his cold gaze.

She knew that the Master was angry, very angry, but she didn't know how to explain her behavior.

"What's wrong? Tell me yourself." Jing Yi asked coldly, showing no mercy at all. His voice was deep and powerful, and held an unquestionable authority.

She answered honestly and carefully: "Xier was careless. She thought the old man was injured and had no strength to fight back. I shouldn't have picked up the dart without any precautions and put myself in danger." She paused here, as if thinking about whether there was anything else to add.

She thought about it and said, "I'm sorry to have made Master worry." After saying that, Jing Chunxi lowered her head again, not daring to look at her Master.

"If you want to die, don't drag everyone down with you." Jing Yi's words were like a sharp sword, piercing Jing Chunxi's heart.

Why are these words so harsh? Jing Chunxi felt a pang of pain in her heart, but she still forced herself not to look up at him. She knew that her master was worried about her, but such words still made her feel a little wronged.

Unexpectedly, Jing Yi rushed to her and said, "Don't take other people's lives lightly." This time Jing Chunxi couldn't stand it anymore. She looked up and glared at him with a hint of anger and unwillingness in her eyes.

But she knew she was in the wrong, so she moved her lips but didn't dare to reply. She knew her master was right, but she still couldn't help feeling a little wronged.

"What else is wrong?" Jing Yi asked again, with a hint of severity in his tone.

Jing Chunxi thought for a long time and shook her head. She couldn't remember it, and it seemed that it was gone.

"How did you get in through the entrance to the study in front? Were you mentally prepared? Did you assume there was no one downstairs?" Jing Yi's words made Jing Chunxi recall the situation at that time.

She remembered that she was so excited that she held on to both sides of the entrance with both hands and jumped down without thinking. She did not consider the possible danger below and did not take any precautions.

"If there is anyone lurking down there, even just one, they can chop you in two with one sword. If you don't live, then how will your mother live? Have you ever thought about how they feel?" Jing Chunxi couldn't help but shrink his neck at Jing Yi's words.

She felt a wave of fear in her heart. She really hadn't thought too much at the time, and even felt a little proud. She acted without considering the consequences and without thinking. She realized how reckless and irresponsible her behavior was.

Maybe it was because she had been so successful in Prince Ping's Mansion before, so she automatically downplayed the danger in the Taifu Mansion and did not take them seriously at all.

She was so excited at the time that she almost lost her mind to think seriously. Looking back now, she felt that she was really stupid.

"You think Grand Tutor Peng is simple, don't you? First, the Retired Emperor appointed him to teach Prince Yan. Calling him Grand Tutor is no exaggeration." Jing Yi's voice was tinged with sarcasm and anger. He continued, "As soon as the Retired Emperor passed away, he turned around and defected to the current Emperor. And now, what is he? Joining the Crown Prince in a rebellion? No, he's rebelling to become Emperor himself! You think he's simple? He's not even a human being!"

After a long pause, Jing Yi said with deep sorrow, "If I fall into his hands..." He shook his head, as if he couldn't bear to think about it any further. Then, he stood up, swayed a little, and said again, "Master, I taught you in vain."

After saying that, he walked out quickly, looking very determined and extremely disappointed with Jing Chunxi.

"Master, I was wrong! I really know I was wrong." Jing Chunxi rushed forward in fear and held Jing Yi tightly, whose steps were already a little unsteady due to the pain.

Her tears fell all at once, sliding down her cheeks and dripping onto the ground with a soft sound. She clutched Jing Yi's sleeve tightly, with a hint of pleading and fear in her eyes.

"Xi'er didn't expect it. I was really careless. I won't dare to do it again! I will listen to mother and master from now on. Please don't tell mother about this." Jing Chunxi's voice was choked with sobs. She was so nervous that she spoke incoherently. She was worried that master would not forgive her, and she was also worried that mother and Pu Ge'er would be frightened sick after knowing it.

At the end of her speech, she sobbed and her eyes were blurred with tears.

"I originally thought that Master would die, but then when I saw that Master was fine, I was very excited and felt that nothing was a big deal! That's why I got carried away. But, Xier really doesn't want to. I really don't want to die by myself. I don't want to make my mother sad, and I don't want Master to die. Woo woo!" Jing Chunxi said while crying, with a hint of trembling and fear in his voice.

Jing Yi tried hard not to help her or offer any words of comfort, but his slightly stiff body revealed his emotions.

When Jing Yi heard Jing Chunxi say that she didn't want him to die and was happy that he was not dead, his angry and hardened heart slowly melted. He looked at Jing Chunxi crying and felt a little distressed.

Even when the general rescued him and taught and trained him, he was just grateful and secretly vowed to follow him for life and be loyal to him forever. But his heart had never been so soft before, and at this moment, he was moved by the girl's sincerity.

Even when Jing Chunxi had almost finished crying, Jing Yi's face didn't show a single trace of tenderness. He still had a stern expression, but his voice was much lower, and his emotions could not be heard: "Don't ride horses when you leave the city. You and Xiao Man pretend to be siblings. July and September pretend to be maids, and I will drive the carriage for you."

After saying that, he pulled his hands free, opened Jing Chunxi's raised collar, and carefully looked at the wound on her neck.

The wound had indeed stopped bleeding, the two knife wounds were not too obvious, and there were signs of improvement.

Jing Yi then breathed a sigh of relief. He pulled out his sleeve, gently wiped the tears from Jing Chunxi's face, and then walked out.