17 Who Will Take Care of Whom? (1/2)

”Please, let me go! Let me go!”

He Xi's brows were knitted slightly. Suddenly, she took out her whip. With the flick of her wrist, it landed on the pageboy's body with average strength.

His entire body broke out in spasms, and before he could cry out in pain, he fainted.

This shrew slave had actually exposed a few useful news so she must let him live temporarily. He Xi smiled.

Wet Nurse Chen, who was originally shoved to the floor and was covered in injuries and bloodstains, finally raised her head.

He Xi's familiar view entered her blurred vision, causing her tears to well up and drop.

”Missy, it's really Missy! I knew you wouldn't die! I knew it… Madam will bless you!”

From a top view, He Xi looked down at Wet Nurse Chen—who was crying with her face filled with blood and tears—as something complicated flashed in her eyes.

She could tell that Wet Nurse Chen's words were filled with lots of love and protection for Nalan Hexi and the loyalty that would allow her to die for Nalan Hexi. That was the genuine loyalty and protection not infected with calculations or uses.

In Nalan Hexi's sad memory, Wet Nurse Chen took care of her from young and would rather starve and exhaust herself to death than allow her to suffer too much. Without her, Nalan Hexi would not even have lived to this day.

This type of feeling was strange to her and also made her envious. She once had such a person in this world, who would give up everything to protect her, but…

He Xi exhaled as she bent down to help Wet Nurse Chen up and gently massaged a few of her acupoints.