After Bai Zhi'er boarded the carriage.
She saw Bai Yaoyu already waiting for her inside.
"Third Brother, your face!" When she clearly saw Bai Yaoyu's face, the little one was suddenly surprised.
Although Bai Yaoyu slightly lowered his head, his mouth had some bluish marks that were hard to conceal.
Seeing Bai Zhi'er noticed, Bai Yaoyu decided not to hide it.
"Brother is fine, I just had a fight with a nemesis today."
"Don't worry, I didn't lose, he's more injured than I am."
Bai Yaoyu's martial skills are not something ordinary people can withstand.
Bai Zhi'er shifted her small body and sat beside him.
Her small hand touched the wound at Bai Yaoyu's lip corner, Bai Yaoyu grimaced in pain, furrowing his brow.
The little one quickly retracted her hand: "Third Brother, you need to apply some medicine when we get back!"
Bai Yaoyu chuckled, ruffling his sister's obedient little head: "This little wound, no need."
