Shepherding The Scumbags [Quick Travel]

5.5

　　Xiao Bai smiled, but his cheek, which was whipped, froze in an instant. The guard's eyes trembled, and his fingers hanging by his side suddenly clenched into fists.

　　But the next moment, Xiao Bai took two steps back into the room, raised his hand and slowly closed the door.

　　After closing the door, he did not leave immediately. He waited quietly for a while until the footsteps outside the house gradually faded away.

　　He took the anti-swelling ointment and sat down beside the bed. He unscrewed the cap and a light herbal scent wafted into his nose. Xiao Baikou scooped a little on his finger and reached towards his swollen cheek. However, when he was about to touch it, he stopped and dropped his arm. The material of this ointment was not good. It was used by guards. Even if he applied it, his face would not get better immediately.

　　However, the Third Prince Chu Fengxuan has some top-grade ointment. Just apply a little bit and the redness and swelling will subside.

　　He was waiting for the Third Prince to send him some ointment. The other party was planning to use his body to win over General Xie Hongyuan, the Great General of Zhenxi. Therefore, it was impossible for him to seduce others with such a swollen face.

　　Xiaobai then fell asleep with the pain of red and swollen cheeks.

　　Just as he expected, at noon the next day, when he was having lunch, the third prince's personal attendant came to his remote courtyard and brought him an ointment specially developed by the imperial physician.

　　Xiao Bai stood up, took the ointment from his followers with both hands, and thanked the Third Prince for the medicine.

　　After everyone left, Xiao Bai applied the newly obtained ointment on his left cheek. After a night, the swelling was higher than yesterday. There was a bronze mirror in the room, but its clarity was far inferior to that of the glass mirrors of today. The figures reflected in it were also distorted. However, there was a floor-to-ceiling mirror in the third prince's bedroom that was tributed from another country. That mirror was a glass mirror that could reflect everything clearly.

　　The Third Prince's Mansion is not quite the same as the Marquis of Liyang's Mansion. Not only is the mansion wider, but there are also relatively more people inside.

　　In the Marquis of Liyang's Mansion, Xiao Bai would still go out for a walk, but in the prince's palace, without the order of the Third Prince, he would basically not even leave his own remote courtyard.

　　There is no one here who is his friend and with whom he can confide.

　　He was alone, and servants would bring him meals at mealtime. In the twelve hours of the day, Xiao Bai could only speak a few words.

　　Three days passed like this, and on the fourth day, a stranger came to Xiaobai's room.

　　The man was carrying a wooden box, which seemed to contain something.

　　He is not a doctor. Although the Third Prince never stays overnight in his room, he is a special person to him. No one in the palace will be jealous of him, and no one will do anything to frame him.

　　After the strange man entered the room, he said bluntly: "Help the young master, His Highness asked me to come over and give you a tattoo."

　　Tattoo? Xiao Bai's eyes widened in shock when he heard this. Tattoos are specially printed on guilty people. The Third Prince had someone give him a tattoo because he was guilty?

　　Xiao Bai was so shocked that his body was shaking violently. He held on to the table beside him and bit his lips. Thick grief escaped from his pupils.