The letters that were supposed to fill the purpose of evidence against her were set on fire in front of her on the tea table, as she looks at it. Unable to decide what to feel? On the one hand, this plan failed and she dreads the other one. On the other hand, Xian Zhen trust on her left her speechless, he even didn't doubt her when she tries to hide it from him. He took her hand in his, intervening their fingers together. She looks down at their hands, dazed at the feeling that was storming inside her. She rubs the back of his hand, the redness was turning blue now.
"Did you hurt yourself to distract me?"
"Yes, Forgive me I worry you,"
His soft voice seems to punch her in her heart and then release her from its misery. She silently took the ointment box opening it, she applies it gently on his hand.
"Why are you so silent? Are you cross with me?" He asked.
Hong Liu smile ruefully to herself and shook her head, not looking up at him.