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The voices of the two discussing were not quiet, and everyone in the room heard their conversation, including Liu Xuxin, who was not surprised.
Pretending she hadn't heard anything, Liu Xuxin continued, "I truly came to apologize this time. I hope you can forgive me, Miss Mo. I really didn't mean to hurt your face."
Her eyes brimmed with an unusually familiar sense of pity, as if her tears would fall immediately if she did not receive Mo Xier's forgiveness.
"I don't understand what you mean, Miss Liu."
"Miss Mo, I really didn't mean it last time. After going back, I thought about it for a long time. It was all my fault and had nothing to do with you!"
After a moment of silence, Mo Xier shook her head, avoiding Liu Xuxin's gaze fixed on her, and softly said, "You don't need to apologize to me; no one owes anyone anything."
"No, no, no. It's all my fault. If it weren't for me, your face wouldn't be like this now."
Her tone was filled with guilt, but no one had the insight to see her true thoughts.
"You don't need to seek my forgiveness; as long as you can forgive yourself, that's enough." The woman spoke candidly, which was also her most genuine thought.
She didn't want to understand others at all and didn't need anyone to apologize to her.
There is a saying in modern times that she always felt was very true: if saying sorry were effective, what would we need police for in this world?
Seeing Liu Xuxin's indifferent demeanor made her a bit nervous. She tightened her grip on what she was holding and stepped closer to sit beside her.
Mo Xier instinctively moved back to maintain a safe distance from Liu Xuxin. Once bitten by a snake, she feared the rope for ten years; after being grabbed by Liu Xuxin once like this, she was very afraid of being caught again.
While she didn't consider her face that important, it didn't mean that it could be casually damaged by someone! After all, she was a woman; how could she tolerate having her face marred?
Realizing her fear, Liu Xuxin also stopped moving forward and took out a small porcelain bottle that she had been holding for a long time.
"This is what I got from Doctor Wang. He said it can restore a woman's skin to its original state and is most effective for the wounds on your face!"
She proudly pushed the small porcelain bottle in front of the woman and continued, "This stuff really works! I used this ointment on my own wounds!"
As she spoke, she brought her hand closer to the woman's eyes, as if afraid she wouldn't notice. "Look! You’ve seen the wound on my hand before; it has healed a lot after applying the ointment!"
The woman couldn't help but raise an eyebrow and take a glance. Indeed, as Liu Xuxin said, it had improved significantly, making Mo Xier curious about the contents of the small porcelain bottle.
Liu Xuxin, who had been observing her expression, noticed the subtle change in her demeanor and pushed the porcelain bottle slightly forward again with a smile. "If I hadn't used this myself, I wouldn't dare to recommend it to you. Besides, this is a gift from me to you. If anything goes wrong after you use it, you can come find me for accountability!"
The more Liu Xuxin recommended it, the more uneasy Mo Xier felt. She used to wish for Liu Xuxin's disappearance; how could things suddenly change now?
Although she was puzzled inside, she didn't show it. Instead, she slightly curled her lips and took the porcelain bottle from the table, instructing Xinrong, "Put this away. Since it's a gift from Miss Liu, I naturally have to give it a try."
"Miss?" Xinrong wasn't foolish; she could tell that Liu Xuxin was someone who held grudges. How could she be thinking of others?
"Just put it away as I said. Since Miss Liu went out of her way to bring this to me, should we let her make a trip for nothing?" Mo Xier spoke sharply, and Xinrong reluctantly accepted it after hearing this.
"I was too petty before. Now that you've accepted my medicine, it means we are sisters. From now on, we should care for each other."
Liu Xuxin smiled brightly, even affectionately taking her hand. The previous look of grievance had long disappeared as if it had never existed.
Laughing along as Liu Xuxin held her hand, Mo Xier's eyes darkened slightly with deep thoughts; this woman was not simple!
Silently withdrawing her hand, Mo Xier's smile became somewhat awkward. "Miss Liu, I can forgive you, but I think our relationship may not have reached the point of holding hands yet?"
As soon as her words fell, Liu Xuxin's expression changed dramatically; a look of grievance instantly surfaced on her face without any sign of transition.
"Miss Mo, you still care that I hurt you, don't you?" With her hands nervously clasped in front of her chest, tears filled her eyes once again. That pitiful look would make anyone who didn't understand think she had been bullied.
Although Mo Xier was also a woman, she feared nothing more than a woman's tears. She could never understand how such weepy women could survive in this world.
"Miss Mo, let's get along well from now on. I will speak well of you to Aunt as well. Just stay here and focus on recovering," the words were filled with sincerity, as if she truly meant every word.
Seeing her like this, Mo Xier felt a wave of disgust. Clearly, she hated her so much; why put on such an act? Didn't she feel uncomfortable herself?
Though there was a smile on her lips, her eyes were cold as she replied, "Miss Liu, don't take it the wrong way. I'm just not someone who can get close to unfamiliar people."
"But Miss Mo, aren't we already quite close?" Liu Xuxin reached out again to cover her hand.
However, Mo Xier deftly dodged, not giving her another chance. She couldn't tell what Liu Xuxin truly wanted deep down, but in this situation, it was always better to treat others with courtesy.
"Miss Liu, I appreciate your kindness, but please leave for now. You can't expect me to become intimate with you all of a sudden, can you? I'm not some dog at your feet that will wag its tail for a bone," she said slowly while taking a sip of tea, staring intently at Liu Xuxin.
Liu Xuxin was momentarily stunned by the words. Lowering her gaze slightly, she nodded with disappointment in her voice. "I know it's unlikely for you to forgive me right now, but I still want us to get along well. Please believe that I am sincere this time."
Without hesitation, Mo Xier suddenly said, "Of course, after all, you are the daughter of Yancheng Liufu. Unlike me, a country bumpkin whose words are dismissed as nonsense."
On the surface, she was elevating Liu Xuxin's status but was actually mocking her; a young lady of high birth held less standing in the general's residence than an unknown woman like herself.
Yet Liu Xuxin seemed to hear nothing and continued to smile brightly as she comforted her. "Miss Mo, please don't belittle yourself. Who in this general's residence doesn't know how your cousin dotes on you?"
Mo Xier shook her head slightly and pretended to be happy as they exchanged pleasantries before finally sending Liu Xuxin out of the courtyard.
The smile on her face vanished instantly, replaced by an expression of endless worry.
The good do not come, and those who come are not good. How could Liu Xuxin suddenly want to reconcile with her after harboring such deep hatred? Could it be that she went out in the rain without an umbrella and got water in her head?
"Miss, what do you think Miss Liu is really planning?" Xinrong asked softly while tidying up the tea on the table.
It wasn't just Xinrong who was confused; even she herself was somewhat unclear. Her fingers rhythmically tapped on the table, producing a tinkling sound, while her thoughts were as tangled as a mess of threads, making it impossible to sort anything out.
But one thing was certain: there was definitely something suspicious about this unexpected behavior!
"Perhaps she suddenly changed her temperament?" She said with a light laugh, though even she didn't believe it.
Xinrong's reaction was even more exaggerated. She gasped in surprise and quickly walked over to her side, reaching out to check her forehead temperature.
This made her laugh even more as she directly asked, "What are you doing?"
"I'm checking if you're running a fever; otherwise, how could you say such nonsense!" Xinrong replied seriously, which only made her smile wider.
"Oh? Why do you say that?"
"My goodness!" Xinrong exclaimed dramatically again and continued, "Miss, you can't really believe that Miss Liu has changed her temperament and genuinely wants to get along with you, right?"
"Why not?"
Her response left Xinrong speechless. "Miss, have you lost your mind?!"
As she spoke, she pressed one hand on her shoulder and stared intently into her eyes, saying seriously, "You mustn't be foolish! I heard from a servant in Miss Liu's courtyard that her arrogant temper has been like this since she was at Liu Manor. Is it possible for someone so arrogant to suddenly change?"
"You know all this?" Mo Xier exclaimed in surprise, widening her eyes. How come she didn't know that Xinrong was so good at gathering gossip?
Seeing her astonished expression, Xinrong's face lit up with pride as she elaborated on the gossip with increasing enthusiasm. "Of course! What is there in this General's residence that I don't know? I heard that Miss Liu would beat her servants whenever she felt even slightly displeased!"
She had long heard about the matter of beating servants, and after spending some time together, it was clear how Liu Xuxin treated those around her, especially Cui Er.
If she could beat her own close maid without a hint of pity, it was evident that Liu Xuxin had been spoiled by the adults in her family.
"Moreover, I also heard that the servants working in her courtyard, if beaten, would have invisible wounds that hurt to the bone!
I have a few good friends who were assigned to her courtyard after Miss Liu arrived, and beating servants is simply a daily occurrence!"
Xinrong spoke with great seriousness, but those listening were filled with fear. Coming from the modern world, where equality is emphasized, such things should not happen at all.
In her view, everyone has parents who raised them; how could one treat servants this way?
"Isn't there anyone who stands up to resist?"
"My lady, are you joking with me? As servants of the General's residence, we naturally have to do whatever our master wants. How could there be any reason for servants to resist? Besides, if we did resist, Miss Liu would probably beat us even worse."
With a light sigh, Mo Xier couldn't help but feel a bit sad for being an ancient person.
"My lady, in the future, let's try to avoid interacting with Miss Liu. If possible, it would be best not to see her at all! To treat you like this and still have the face to seek peace! I really don't know what her skin is made of! How can it be so thick!" Xinrong said indignantly.
Mo Xier, however, maintained a calm attitude. When soldiers come, let them fight; when water comes, let it flow. Why bother caring so much?
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