My Princess Holds Superpowers-Chapter 1446: His Fragility

Bai Su also responded with a smile, saying: "Miss An, the master has some political duties to attend to, so he specifically instructed me to come over and deliver your meal. If there’s anything you need or require, just let me know, Bai Su will ensure it is taken care of."

"There’s no particular matter, just wondering, is he often busy like this so late?" An Ning pondered.

"Not often, sometimes there are urgent official duties that need handling." Bai Su replied.

"Alright, I see." An Ning said.

"Miss An, please eat. Bai Su will take his leave now."

After Bai Su left, An Ning then propped herself up and got out of bed. 𝒇𝓻𝓮𝓮𝙬𝙚𝒃𝒏𝓸𝙫𝒆𝙡.𝓬𝓸𝒎

Her injury was to her left hand, which didn’t affect her eating. She walked to the table and sat down, gazing at the chopsticks in her hand and the sumptuous dinner on the table, yet she felt no appetite or desire to eat.

Even though Bai Su’s response was flawless, she still felt that the truth wasn’t as he said.

He ought not to want to see her now, which is why he hasn’t come, right?

After all, he left in such a hurry.

At that time, he probably didn’t have any official duties.

One second they were laughing and chatting, the next second he was so indifferent.

Clearly, it was his own unfathomable change, yet it caused An Ning to feel extremely uncomfortable.

Knowing her health wasn’t good, An Ning endured the grievance in her heart, picked up the chopsticks, and forced herself to eat...

She needed to quickly recuperate and go back home.

Growing up in the modern world, experiencing two lifetimes, how could she possibly be controlled by a man’s whims and emotions?

Yet for some reason, her eyes were uncontrollably wet, and her nose felt a sore discomfort.

...

Bai Su was similar, carrying the food box as he walked out, thoughtfully closing An Ning’s door, then freed one hand to pat his chest as if releasing a breath.

Then, guilty, he glanced back before quietly leaving.

From afar, Wen Jing emerged from the other side, Bai Su hurriedly approached upon seeing him and asked, "How is the master? Has he eaten?"

Wen Jing shook his head, "What about Miss An’s side?"

"I told Miss An that the master was busy with official duties. Judging by Miss An’s look, she probably believed it."

Bai Su’s mind actually felt a bit insecure because although An Ning’s expression was smiling, there was inexplicably a hint of bitterness in that smile.

Bai Su placed the food box on the stone table under the tree and sat on the stone stool with Wen Jing.

Only then does Bai Su wonder aloud: "Since arriving here, the master... hasn’t been like this in a long time, right?"

Wen Jing nodded, tightly pressing his lips together, but said nothing.

Bai Su continued: "The master was fine when he went to see Miss An, but was like this when he came out. I wonder if Miss An said something to upset him."

Bai Su said this without meaning to blame An Ning, after all, Sikong Wuyou had this quirk before, occasionally shutting himself in a room, refusing food and drink, and who knows what he was thinking.

He always seemed very fragile, though his martial arts were formidable, his health wasn’t particularly strong.

Sometimes just a word from someone, a glance, could affect him this way.

Logically speaking, as the fourth young master of the War Prince Residence, even though he didn’t grow up in the Royal Residence, the treatment and status he received were unmatched by others.

Under such circumstances, a domineering personality would be normal.

Yet, he alone, a man, was always so fragile, it elicited such pity.