The Anarchic Consort [ Chapter 200+ ]

Chapter 210: Proud Highness

Wei Wei also didn't need him to greet her as she rolled up his sleeves and leaned closer to him. "Which hand is injured?"

Baili Jia Jue opened his pair of enchanting eyes, indifferently glanced at her, then spread out his left hand. Sure enough, there was an open wound on the hollow of his palm and even a bead of blood on top of it.

If Eunuch Sun knew that there'd be a day when His Highness could be so cooperative, his eyeballs would totally fall out!

The shadows standing outside of the carriage also felt the same way and simultaneously let loose a breath, again feeling that it was inconceivable.

In their memories, when has His Highness ever been so obedient?

Seemed like the answer was never!

He wouldn't even allow women to touch his finger, including that person from before.

Yet ever since this young lady from the Helian family appeared, Master's habits were becoming more and more unpredictable.

Thinking up to here, the shadows couldn't help but face the horse carriage's direction and took a quick look, the light in their eyes brimming with admiration for Wei Wei.

Wei Wei didn't know at all how difficult Third Prince usually was, but just now, when they stood in the temple hall, she actually couldn't tell in the least that his hand was injured. It could clearly be seen that if Third Prince wanted to hide something, if he didn't want it, then no one would know.

Wei Wei saw that the wound didn't look like it was caused by any sharp weapon, and instead, seem be be caused by His Highness holding something broken in his hand.

Who in the world made him so angry?

Wei Wei scanned the furnishings inside the horse carriage, yet didn't find any ointment, instead there's a handkerchief, but this kind of wound generally needed disinfection. What she's afraid of was that a shard might've lodged inside.

Thinking this way, Wei Wei then stood up.

She didn't expect that this kind of movement actually seemed to have ruffled the man's feathers, so that despite the wound in his hand, he directly grabbed her wrist, his eyes serene and hidden in depth like the cold night gazed at Wei Wei and spoke insipidly. "Where are you going?"

The silhouette of the man wearing a silver mask aesthetically appeared otherworldly, beyond the reach of mortals, while the light colored thin lips gave people a kind of reserved and aloof and self-controlled feeling. At this moment, some gold embroidered clouds were added to the pure white clothes, making them appear even more noble and precious. Being looked at by him like this made Wei Wei feel like in his eyes, she was his entire world.

Most probably, it was because she was used to Third Prince looking down on her ordinarily.

Wei Wei told herself this, but she still felt that this appearance on Third Prince looked more charming. At least, he wasn't targeting her with his venomous tongue!

Who knew that Baili Jia Jue's next statement would actually be: "Do you want to go out now and crash someone to death? Bumping into people even when you walk is really a rare sight."

Helian Wei Wei: "........"

Other than insulting her intelligence, was Third Prince even capable of talking about anything else.

Suddenly, without any warning, Baili Jia Jue used force and pulled her towards his own chest, along with his movement, her white robe danced in an arc. He pinched her chin, then slowly raised it, eyes slightly cold. "In the future, stay a little farther from Hei Ze, understand?"