Granny Zhang walked into the room with a worried expression. When her gaze fell on the young lady lying on the bed, she was immediately filled with self-reproach.

She couldn't understand how her young mistress could have been injured in their own home. Looking at her mistress's pale face and weak appearance, Zhang Mama was filled with regret and guilt. She kept blaming herself for not taking good care of her mistress and causing her to suffer this ordeal.

Su Lianxue noticed Zhang Mama's unusual expression, and slightly raised her eyes to look at Zhang Mama's face. Her eyes held a hint of concern and dependence.

She couldn't help but reach out and gently shake the old woman's hand, calling out repeatedly in a coquettish tone, "Old woman... Old woman..." Her voice was charming and innocent, yet also somewhat weak.

Hearing her mistress's call, Zhang Mama's heart tightened even more. She looked at her mistress helplessly, tears welling in her eyes and streaming down her face.

She felt sorry for her young mistress, who was simply enjoying the plum blossoms in the manor, yet had to suffer such pain. Her mistress's existing wounds hadn't fully healed, and now she had inflicted new ones; how could she not be heartbroken?

Unable to bear seeing her young mistress's injured state any longer, Zhang Mama could only slowly turn her head away, tears streaming down her face.

Xiaomei stood to the side, equally heartbroken. She bit her lip tightly, her eyes filled with self-reproach.

She was with her mistress at the time and was supposed to protect her, but instead, her mistress suffered such a serious injury. Thinking of this, Xiaomei's tears involuntarily streamed down her face. She felt she had betrayed her mistress's trust and failed Zhang Mama's instructions.

Seeing the scene before her, Su Lianxue felt both touched and helpless. She knew everyone was concerned for her, but she didn't want things to turn out this way. She really hadn't expected there to be a strange man in the mansion, which was why she was so frightened.

After thinking for a moment, Su Lianxue realized she couldn't let things continue like this, and immediately said seriously, "If you keep doing this, it will affect my mood and make my injuries even harder to heal."

Everyone was stunned by the young lady's words. They realized that their actions might have put even more pressure on her. So, they could only desperately hold back their tears and suppress their grief.

They couldn't help but recall the words of the military doctor: no matter what, they must not affect the young lady's mood; only by keeping her in a good mood can her injuries heal faster.

Granny Zhang was the first to react. She quickly wiped away her tears with her sleeve and then hurried out.

She decided to buy some fresh bones to make a delicious soup for her mistress. As she walked, she secretly vowed to herself that she would take even better care of her mistress from now on and would never let her suffer any harm again.

.....

Xue Huai paced anxiously back and forth in the main hall of the general's mansion, like an ant on a hot pan.

As a man, he knew the difference between men and women, and felt embarrassed to go to Miss Su's house to visit her. Of course, if he went, he would probably be stopped and not allowed to go.

However, his heart was filled with worry and concern, and he desperately wanted to know the extent of Miss Su's injuries. At this moment, his brows were furrowed, and his eyes were full of anxiety and unease.

Just then, a servant hurriedly passed by the hall. Xue Huai, as if seeing a lifeline, rushed forward and stopped the servant.

He asked anxiously, "Do you know how Miss Su's injuries are?" The servant looked blank and shook his head, saying, "I don't serve Miss Su, so I really don't know the extent of her injuries." Xue Huai's face showed a hint of disappointment, and he waved his hand helplessly, dismissing the servant.

Seeing that his inquiries yielded no results, Xue Huai's anxiety intensified, and he began pacing anxiously around the hall again. His gaze inadvertently swept over Xuan Ying and the others, his eyes filled with expectation and implication. It was as if he was saying silently, "What's the use of staring at me? Why don't you go and inquire about Miss Su's injuries?"

Xuan Chen rolled his eyes at Xue Huai's gaze. At that moment, both Xuan Chen and Xuan Ying were extremely annoyed. They felt this young nobleman from the capital was truly troublesome, causing so much trouble for no reason and disrupting everyone's peace.

They were utterly frustrated and couldn't be bothered to acknowledge Xue Huai. In their view, everything depended on how the general handled things upon his return.

However, Xuan Chen secretly thought to himself that Xue Huai would definitely be in trouble after the general returned. How dare he let the general's woman get hurt? Given how much the general valued Miss Su, this was no small matter. Thinking this, Xuan Chen gave him a "good luck" look, an expression that conveyed both his dissatisfaction with Xue Huai and a warning.

Everyone waited anxiously and impatiently. Time seemed to pass exceptionally slowly, each second agonizing. After a long while, Butler Ding finally arrived in a hurry.

He looked tired and said to everyone, "You may all leave now."

Upon hearing this, Xuan Chen was extremely indignant. He shouted, "How can we let this person off so easily after Miss has injured her foot?"

Butler Ding helplessly rubbed his head and sighed, saying, "What else can we do? What do you want to do with this young master from the capital before the general returns? Beat him up? I won't stop you, do as you please."

Xue Huai stood to the side, his face full of guilt. He lowered his head and slowly said, "It was I who caused Miss's injury. I am willing to accept your punishment."

After saying this, he lowered his head even further, as if he were deeply repenting for his mistakes. He really couldn't help himself. He never expected to see such a beautiful woman dancing such a beautiful dance in a place like Mofang City.

Steward Ding looked at Xue Huai, then at Xuan Ying and the others, and said again, "Disperse, disperse. The general will make his decision."

After hearing Steward Ding's words, Xuan Ying and the others, though still unwilling, could only disperse helplessly.

Left with no other choice, Xue Huai had to leave the general's mansion and head to the military camp in the capital.

At this moment, in the border region, a fierce wind howled. The distant mountains, under the twilight sky, appeared vast and majestic, like silent guardians protecting this land.

Originally, Chu Mohan had arranged for him to stay in an official residence specifically for people like him, considering that he was a noble young master from the capital.

The official residence is fully equipped with facilities, including a private courtyard, comfortable rooms, and dedicated servants.

However, Xue Huai insisted on refusing, claiming that he had come here because he admired the general's extraordinary abilities. The general had come to this place in his youth and fought his way through the land, guarding the country's borders.

He said he came to learn skills and was not afraid of hardship or fatigue. So, Chu Mohan arranged for him to stay in the military camp in the city.

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