Seeing that all the wounds on her body had healed, Xia Zhaomei was instantly overjoyed. She even took off her veil.
A blissful smile appeared on her face.
Zhu Asi and Zhu An'an grew even more confused.
Why was she putting on such a show?
Was there a need to do this? What did Ning Caichen see in that memory?
Prince Qiqihar, on the other hand, felt that he could not understand Jiang Ming. He stood there confused as he tried to understand what he was saying.
He originally thought that as the prince of the high and mighty Qiqihar Kingdom, he would be able to understand these things easily.
However, in the end, he was just a fool.
"Thank you, Lord Ning Caichen. If you're amenable, I would like to invite you to stay in my mansion for a period of time."
Xia Zhaomei quickly knelt down and thanked him. At the same time, she looked at Xia Weiwei and asked worriedly, "Is my sister okay? Why isn't she awake yet?"
"Your sister was just under too much stress and needs a lot of sleep. And yes, I'm going to stay at your place for a night," Jiang Ming said.
"This way, please. I'll take you to the mansion."
Xia Zhaomei raised her hand and helped Xia Weiwei up.
When they arrived at the mansion, Xia Zhaomei made arrangements for everyone.
Zhu Asi could not help but sigh at Xia Zhaomei's meticulousness. "Xia Zhaomei will definitely make a good wife!"
"Do you want to marry her?"
Prince Qiqihar laughed and teased Zhu Asi.
Originally, he wanted to see his father as soon as possible. Now, it seemed that he had to postpone his plans.
"Of course not! Don't be ridiculous."
Zhu Asi shook his head.
At Xia Zhaomei's invitation, Jiang Ming went to the pavilion with her. They had a chat.
"What would you like to do?"
The sound of a harp rang out. Xia Zhaomei played the strings, but a tear fell from the corner of her eye.
She had never thought that her sister would be willing to make such a sacrifice for her.
Looking around, Jiang Ming saw that the pavilion was surrounded by beautiful flowers, and the corridor was filled with strange paintings.
He looked up at the pavilion again. There was a flower spinning in the middle.
"This is her own choice, and she wants to repay you. You'd better accept it."
Jiang Ming pursed his lips. Xia Zhaomei's gaze was still vivid in his mind.
"Did you have no choice but to go to the Qiqihar Kingdom because of King Liang?"
Xia Zhaomei suddenly thought of something and looked at Jiang Ming without blinking.
Jiang Ming became alert and looked at Xia Zhaomei warily. "How did you know? I never told you that."
"I know that among the people you brought with you, there's the number one prodigy of the Zhuyan Palace, Zhu Asi, Zhu An'an, and the prince of the Qiqihar Kingdom"
Xia Zhaomei did not answer Jiang Ming's question. Instead, she continued to ramble.
"Can you read minds?"
Jiang Ming thought of something and asked Xia Zhaomei.
"As expected of you, Lord Ning Caichen, you're actually half correct. The others all thought that I was a monster and were extremely afraid of me, but you're not afraid of me at all."
Xia Zhaomei placed the harp on the table. Her eyes were filled with admiration.
Putting down the harp, Xia Zhaomei did not let her hands stay idle. She picked up an embroidery hoop at the side and started to embroider some flowers.
"What does that mean? Can you see everyone's past?"
Jiang Ming asked after thinking for a moment.
From the looks of it, this was the only answer.
How could it be anything else?
Hearing Jiang Ming's reply, Xia Zhaomei could not help but look straight at him. "You're right. As long as I look into someone's eyes, I can see what they've done in the past. But I can only see what the other party has done in the recent past. It is very difficult to see deeply into a person's past."
Then, she focused on the embroidery in front of her and said slowly, "For example, if it's you, I can only see what you've done in the recent past. I've only seen how people have addressed you and your medical skills."
She was very focused on embroidering the flowers in front of her. Unfortunately, she still pricked her finger with the needle.
It was only a pinprick, but blood kept flowing out of her finger.
Seeing so much blood, Jiang Ming could not help but be stunned. He did not know what to say and stuttered, "Your finger…"
Xia Zhaomei looked at her finger and said indifferently, "It's okay. I'm used to it. This is how my body is."
Jiang Ming looked at Xia Zhaomei's wound and found that there was a small bug sucking on the wound.
Soon, the blood around the wound disappeared.
"This is a bloodworm. My former master gave it to me and said it could protect me. Unfortunately, my master is no longer here."
Xia Zhaomei touched the bloodworm. The bloodworm even rubbed against Xia Zhaomei's fingers affectionately.
"Can I take a look?"
Jiang Ming was interested in the bloodworm.
"Of course, you can."
Xia Zhaomei held the bloodworm forward. The bloodworm started to tremble.
"This little thing is afraid of strangers. You have to be gentle, or else it will cry. Its snot will get everywhere!"
"A snotty bloodworm?"
Jiang Ming could not help but laugh. Then, he raised his hand and took the bloodworm.
It felt cold to the touch. He could not help but touch the bloodworm's body.
"Yes, this bloodworm is very venomous, but it's extremely afraid of everything. It's really funny."
Xia Zhaomei continued to embroider flowers, and soon, a purple cherry pattern emerged.
Moreover, the cherries were also emitting a faint glow. The scent of cherries also filled the air.
The fragrance made Jiang Ming feel a little strange. Then, he handed the bloodworm back and asked Xia Zhaomei, "I think I smell something on the embroidery. What is this scent?"
Xia Zhaomei took the bloodworm and put it in her pocket. She looked at Jiang Ming again and smiled. "Lord Ning Caichen, this is your favorite."
As she spoke, she handed over the embroidery hoop in her hand and gestured for Jiang Ming to take a look.
Facing Xia Zhaomei's teasing, Jiang Ming did not say anything. He simply took the embroidery hoop.
The moment he took the embroidery hoop, the embroidered cherry immediately became a real cherry.
Jiang Ming's eyes widened, and he could not help but look up at Xia Zhaomei. "Xia Zhaomei, can I touch it?"
"Of course. You can even eat it. There's no problem."
