Reborn Daughter: The Young Lady Wants to Make a Trouble

The second prince Wang Jing smiled softly. He understood where Li Wenmin's protectiveness came from. Perhaps this servant reminded him of his sister.

"It's okay, cousin, you don't have to pretend in front of me. I have no ill intentions." The second prince Wang Jing said. "I cherish all my servants, but I care about this one especially. Only this one can apply medicine to me."

"I don't care about your ugly servant."

She was frozen with fear at his insult, but it was not the first time she had heard it. People had always talked about her appearance, for no one had ever seen her face beneath the veil she always wore.

"I just want to talk..." The second prince Wang Jing whispered, a cloud of depression covering his face.

Li Wenmin suddenly felt guilty for venting his anger. He turned his attention to his cousin, who had never meant him any harm. Li Wenmin had known all his life that the Second Prince did not have a vicious bone in his body. It was because he had lived such a sheltered and protected life that he thought everyone was as kind as his caretakers.

“I’ve already told you that you shouldn’t be so gentle to those who confront you, they won’t take you seriously, Wang Jing.” Li Wenmin sighed.

The second prince, Wang Jing, nodded slowly. "I know, cousin... but I can't help it. No one has ever betrayed me before, and I'm not used to this feeling."

"It must be wonderful to live in happiness." Li Wenmin frowned. "Is this why you protect your mentor? To let him live a happy life?"

When Li Taojungong returned to the conversation, he was sorting out his clothes. He sneered at his nephew, his eyes full of mockery. This kid is so stupid that he didn't even realize who he was neglecting!

"Maybe that's the case..."

"Second Prince, you don't have to worry about me." Lord Li Daojun whispered. "Although I am grateful, thank you."

"unnecessary."

Li Wenmin rolled his eyes. "I'm leaving."

"Ah, please stay and have tea!" Wang Jing said, reaching out and holding Li Wenmin's hand.

"Don't touch me!" Li Wenmin shouted and took a step back.

The second prince Wang Jing shrank back, his eyes darting around. "My disease is not contagious... you know that."

Li Wenmin felt a wave of guilt in his heart, which then spread throughout his body. He sighed heavily. "You know I didn't mean that. I just don't like being touched by anyone."

"You used to like being teased by your sister--" Wang Jing covered his mouth with a slap, his eyes widened at the taboo topic. "Sorry, sorry, I didn't want to mention this."

It was too late. Li Wenmin's mood deteriorated just like his contemptuous eyes. "Get out of my sight."

"Forgive me, cousin, I really didn't mean to bring it up. It slipped, and then-"

"She's dead," Li Wenmin muttered. "I'm going to move on. You don't have to be so cautious around me because of her."

"Even if you found that she looked like almost all short women?" Wang Jing asked. "Even if you looked for her face in the crowd? I know you don't think she's dead. Her body has never been found--"

“Do you want to die?!” Li Wenmin yelled, grabbing his cousin’s throat. “If you don’t want to anger me, shut up!”

"I just want to help..." Wang Jing muttered, "She is also my cousin, the only woman I have, and the only one who doesn't find my illness and scars disgusting. You know, she is the one I cherish the most."

Li Wenmin sighed heavily, holding it in for a long time. He pushed his cousin away.

How many times would he get riled up at the mention of Li Minghua? How long would it take him to recover from her disappearance? How long would it take him to move on? How could he easily forget the years he had spent with her?

Li Minghua is naughty and likes to tell on the twins, but in the end, he still loves her. She is his sister, how could he not be?

"I know." Li Wenmin shook his head. "Listen, I don't have time for these meaningless words. I have to go."

"Are you sure you can't have tea with me...?" Wang Jing asked, his eyes drifting to the servant beside his cousin. "I believe your servant is tired after standing for so long."

"She's stronger than you think." Li Wenmin frowned.

The second prince, Wang Jing, frowned curiously. "It seems that you really cherish this servant. Is she a special person to you?"

"What part of me leaving you don't understand?"

"I just like to chat...No one often comes to see me, it's quite lonely." Wang Jing murmured, his shoulders drooping in disappointment.

Li Wenmin wanted to roll his eyes again. "Your pitiful tricks don't work on me. I'm leaving."

"Wait!" Wang Jing said. "One last question, please."

"Why do you need it so much?!" Li Wenmin hissed.

"I just wanted to ask if this was true."

"what is?"

"I heard that the Li family has a new daughter, who is the same age as Minghua. Aren't you going to replace her...?" I know that Auntie is sad, but she won't be so cruel as to replace her. "Her own daughter?"

Li Wenmin almost punched his cousin for making such a guess in public. How shameless is his cousin? ! "Of course my mother will not replace Minghua. Xueyue is worlds apart from her. No one can replace anyone."

"Well, it's just that, don't you think the timing is controversial?"

"What do you want to say? Let's stop beating around the bush and just say it."

“I didn’t mean to be controversial.”

Li Wenmin pinched his brows. "Listen, I won't answer your question--"

"If you answer, I will tell you where Commander Cold Sword has gone."

"I know where he went. He went to his own country."

"If you answer my questions, I—"

“Shut up and don’t block my way.” Li Wenmin was annoying enough. He pushed the second prince away without any remorse.

“Wenmin!” Wang Jing called out. “I just wanted to discuss this because there are rumors that she is Li Minghua’s successor!”

Li Wenmin paused. He didn’t turn around. “You tell those people that if they gossip with their tongues, they don’t need it, and the Li family will not tolerate anyone who slanders Li Xueyue.”

"Is that her name? Xueyue?"

Li Wenmin knew that this was not confidential information and responded: "Yes, remember it well, she will go down in history."