DOOMED TO BE CANNON FODDER -1

CHAPTER-56

Of all the things for Lisa to notice accidentally, it was Jungkook rubbing his nose. Her hand holding the tea shook, causing her to spill half the tea. Fortunately, it wasn’t hot enough to burn her. However, her heart was another matter, as it was afire with anxiety wondering whether the male lead was thinking about her.

There was nothing bad about that. The male lead was both handsome and powerful, as well as capable… cough, she hadn’t read that novel for anything, nor did the male lead’s halo exist for nought. He had many aspects that attracted people. But in the end, no matter how many good points he possessed, he was still the chief culprit of her death!

As a girl with exceptional memory, she recalled the other servant girl who’d been beaten to death and felt awful all over. All of her thoughts, proper or improper, scattered in the wake of that one memory. On the other hand, Xiao Shi had a brilliant idea as she ran to blow on her mistress’s hand with a distressed air. “Madame Xiu, your skin is so tender, burning it must hurt. Hurry and blow on it.”

“What are you blowing for? Go get some Red Pearl,” Jungkook didn’t want to speak up, but he had to when it looked like this servant girl would keep blowing without stopping.

Xiao Shi was about to fetch the item when Lisa stopped her. “Don’t go. I wasn’t burned, so there’s no need to waste it. Go out and have a look, Old Madame should be on her way.” Wouldn’t any worried mother come running over to see this wounded victim here?

Xiao Shi nodded and left. Someone had to receive the old madame when she arrived. Once she was gone, Long Heng said, “Though you’re in charge of the household, don’t be so tightfisted with yourself. If there’s anything you need, just bring it up with me. How would I let you lose out on anything?”

“Many thanks to Your Highness!” She seemed overwhelmed by an unexpected favour but kept to established etiquette.

This time, Jungkook felt rather depressed over how she always kept her distance from him. Couldn’t she tell his feelings for her? Thus, the prince began to self-reflect and realized it was hard for the other party to tell.

The closest they’d been together was when they’d met each other with full sincerity,  but before they could do the deed, she’d ended up ‘bleeding’ instead. Later on, his nervousness had kept their meetings brief and their partings long. Would they ever be on intimate terms if this was the style of their interaction?

As his thoughts reached this point, he sunk into low spirits. At that moment, the old madame entered the room, tears welling up in her eyes as she laid eyes on her precious son. Her voice was choked as she spoke, “Your child, you’re not that young anymore! Why are you still stirring up trouble everywhere? Where did you get hurt? Let mother have a look.”

As she spoke, the old female servants helped her to the bedside while Lisa quickly brought over a seat. The old madame sat down and spread her hands, but she was too scared to know where to put them.

Bai Lisa spoke up from the side, “The prince’s wound is on his leg. The doctor has already applied for medicine and said that it’s just a flesh wound. It was a good thing that it hadn’t reached the bone, so he has just lost a lot of blood. But he will be fine after spending some time recovering.”

Hearing this, Old Madame immediately went to look at her son’s legs beneath the covers but was stopped by Jungkook’s outstretched arm. “Mother, I get major and minor injuries all the time. One more is of no consequence.”