Reborn to Become A Queen: The Real Heiress's Comeback-Chapter 404: Princely Heir, Please Show Restraint!

Liu Xi tried to pull away from Bai Chen’s grasp.

Bai Chen firmly pressed her fingers down and said, "Just hold it for a moment, it’ll be fine soon."

His fiery gaze bore into Liu Xi. Her cheeks flushed, yet she resolutely withdrew her hand.

Bai Chen looked at Liu Xi, his eyes filled with sorrow, and asked, "Do you hate me that much?"

Liu Xi wrapped her hand in a cloth to pick up the shards from the ground and said, "The Princely Heir can see clearly that I am just a servant. A servant isn’t worthy of your affections."

Her figure was shrouded in shadow as Bai Chen crouched down beside her, helping to pick up the broken pieces.

"Liu Xi, it seems your misunderstanding of me runs too deep. I am not acting on a whim, nor is this merely infatuation..."

Suddenly, Bai Chen let out a gasp of pain—his finger had been cut by one of the porcelain shards.

Liu Xi hurriedly put down what she was holding, grabbed a cloth, and pressed it against Bai Chen’s wound.

Bai Chen stared blankly at Liu Xi. Was this her way of reciprocating?

Liu Xi avoided looking at him and kept her focus on his wound, saying, "Princely Heir, don’t overthink it. For a servant, tending to injuries of her master’s guest is only expected."

Bai Chen held her hand and, with a pull, brought her closer. Liu Xi lifted her eyes, and their gazes locked. Bai Chen’s breath quickened, his tone filled with anger as he said, "Liu Xi, why won’t you ever give me a chance? Do you truly hate me that much?"

Liu Xi struggled hard to free her hand, stood up, and said, "Princely Heir, please restrain yourself!"

Bai Chen rose as well, his face dark as if a cloud hung over his head. Ever since Liu Xi had rejected him, returning to the mansion had been a torment; nothing he ate or drank satisfied him, and each night her image haunted his dreams.

She was unlike any girl he’d ever encountered before.

Liu Xi was as pure as a lotus of summer—beautiful to behold, yet impossible to defile. frёewebnoѵēl.com

The more frivolous he’d been with others in the past, the more regret he felt now for not meeting someone like her sooner.

Bai Chen left the room, and Liu Xi continued crouching, picking up the shards. Not long after, she, too, left the hall.

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Bai Chen looked despondent as he prepared to leave Regent Prince Mansion.

Mu Yan stood by the second-floor window and said, "I can only let you stay for a while. You’ll reside in the guest room."

Bai Chen looked up at Mu Yan, curled his lips into a smile, and thought to himself: As long as they don’t force me to marry Miss Zhong, that’s fine.

His gaze turned back to the house, for his heart already had someone he wished to marry.

Xiao Tao led Bai Chen to the guest room. Bai Chen asked, "Little girl, what does your Liu Xi like?"

Xiao Tao thought for a moment and replied, "The Princely Heir, Liu Xi likes calligraphy. As for other things, I don’t know."

Bai Chen pressed his lips together and said, "Hmm, thank you."

After Xiao Tao left, Bai Chen’s lips curled into a smile. He was truly thankful to his mother—if she hadn’t pressured him into marriage, he wouldn’t have thought of using the tactic of staying at Regent Prince Mansion.

Bai Chen glanced toward Liu Xi’s private quarters. As the saying goes, proximity breeds affection. He refused to believe that he and Liu Xi couldn’t develop feelings over time.

Liu Xi finished cleaning the rooms and returned to her own quarters.

Today the young lady was away, leaving her rare spare time. Liu Xi decided to prepare some chicken legs and beef bones for Little Black and Little White.

She went to the small kitchen next to the private quarters. This kitchen was specifically designated for preparing food for Little Black’s family.

Ever since Little Black moved into the mansion, life had been very comfortable.

"Little Black, don’t be impatient. It’ll be ready soon." Liu Xi said, looking at Little Black, sprawled on the ground with its tongue out.

Little Black seemed to understand; it remained still, gazing at Liu Xi.

Liu Xi brought a pot of water to boil, added salt and spices, when suddenly a shadow loomed over her. Liu Xi looked up and saw Bai Chen.

Bai Chen’s tall figure enveloped hers. Liu Xi bowed her head and said, "Princely Heir, do you need something?"

Bai Chen glanced at the raw chicken legs on the table and said, "You’re cooking chicken legs. Could you make one for me too?"

Liu Xi replied expressionlessly, "These chicken legs are for the dogs."

Bai Chen laughed awkwardly. He noticed the cuts on Liu Xi’s fingers and said, "Let me do it. Your hand is injured."

Liu Xi didn’t look at him and said, "The Princely Heir’s hands are injured too. No need to bother."

Bai Chen grabbed Liu Xi’s hand and held it in front of him, inspecting her wound. The skin surrounding her cut had turned pale from handling the chicken legs earlier.

He frowned and said, "Is there only one servant in Regent Prince Mansion? Why do you still have to work even though you’re hurt?"

Liu Xi pulled her hand back and replied, "Princely Heir, this is the difference between us. I am a servant; you are the master. There’s a great divide between us."

Bai Chen rolled up his sleeves, placed the chicken legs and beef bones into the pot, washed his hands, then took Liu Xi’s hand and led her toward her quarters.

"What are you doing?" Liu Xi resisted, but her strength was no match for his; she couldn’t shake him off.

Angrily, Liu Xi said, "Princely Heir, don’t you know that men and women should keep their distance? Behaving like this—what does it look like?"

Bai Chen said nothing and continued pulling her forward.

Liu Xi raised her voice, "Princely Heir, if you keep this up, I’ll call for help!"

Worried he might hurt her hand further, Bai Chen bent down and slid his arm under her knees, lifting her up entirely.

Now in Bai Chen’s arms, Liu Xi’s cheeks burned as she struggled against him.

Bai Chen leaned closer and said, "Don’t move. If you keep struggling, I’ll kiss you."

Liu Xi, a proper young lady, was infuriated by Bai Chen’s words. Her body trembled, and her eyes grew misty.

Seeing her distress, Bai Chen panicked and tried to console her, "Don’t cry. I’ll put you down..."

Suddenly, Bai Chen let out a cry of pain. Liu Xi looked down to see Little Black baring its sharp teeth, biting Bai Chen’s thigh from behind.

Liu Xi was terrified and reprimanded, "Little Black, let go!"

Little Black let out a low growl, its wolf-like blood-red eyes fixed on Bai Chen.

Only when Bai Chen placed Liu Xi down did Little Black release its grip on his thigh.

Seeing Bai Chen’s pallid face, Liu Xi knelt down to inspect his injury. His pants had been torn by Little Black, exposing a patch of bloody flesh.

She stood up and said, "Princely Heir, I’ll call someone to fetch a doctor."

But Bai Chen’s legs buckled, and he grabbed Liu Xi’s shoulder for support, leaning against her. Beads of sweat dotted his forehead. He said weakly, "Liu Xi, help me to your room first—I can’t walk."