Chapter 4: We are accomplices

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There are a few drops of blood on the shoes.

Chu Shao stared at the fresh red on the ice lotus flower(shoes), lowered her eyes, and her expression was unreadable.

If it were the original owner, they probably wouldn't care about such a small matter.

Just looking at the snowy white shoes stained with blood, Xiao Jin, who always felt that whatever she did was right, now felt that she was at fault for this.

How could she dirty someone else's pristine white shoes?

Even in modern times, stepping on white shoes is something that would probably get the owner scolded for three days and three nights.

Xiao Jin realized her mistake, but she had a fatal flaw: admitting fault was one thing, but actually changing was another.

She wanted to apologize now, but she didn't know how to articulate the words "I'm sorry."

In the end, it was Chu Shao who spoke first.

Chu Shao looked at the ice lotus flower on the shoe, slightly widening her eyes.

The embroidered flower was originally lifeless, but after a few drops of blood dripped onto it, it became vibrant like a cold plum blooming in the snow, with the silver-blue pattern turning vivid.

This scene seemed familiar to her from many years ago.

At that time, she had reached out and touched the bright red that had fallen on the silver-blue petals.

The sensation was wet and sticky, and in the distance came the sound of children singing. She stared blankly, tears streaming down her face, her soul trembling with the beauty of the brokenness.

Many years later, Chu Shao could control her tears very well.

She raised her hand to touch the bloodstain on the shoe, her eyelashes trembling, as if she was remembering something, and softly said, "It's so beautiful."

Childhood memories floated before her eyes, and Chu Shao took a deep breath and leaned towards Xiao Jin.

She raised her finger, ignoring the frozen expression on Xiao Jin's face, and gently wiped away the blood from the other's lips, her eyes full of innocence and tenderness. "Thank you, Your Highness. This concubine hasn't been so happy in a long time."

If it weren't for Xiao Jin, she would probably never have known that she could still feel pleasure in such brokenness.

Xiao Jin understood that Chu Shao was happy at the moment, but she didn't know why.

She only felt the light touch of her fingers on her lips, and then met Chu Shao's gentle and clear eyes, which made her feel extremely creepy.

Although her expression didn't change much, goosebumps had already crawled all over her body under her clothes.

She had an intuition that all the goosebumps in her life had been accounted for today.

The female lead's sickly sweet personality made Xiao Jin's scalp tingle.

She was about to remove Chu Shao's fingers, but as soon as she lifted her hand, Chu Shao intercepted it halfway.

Xiao Jin frowned and looked at Chu Shao's posture of holding her hand with her fingers intertwined, feeling that something was not right.

After a while, she realized that they were holding hands.

She could only tell herself to stay calm. The female lead in ancient novel didn't understand the meaning of holding hands.

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