Chapter 57 Injured
Xiaodie went crazy with jealousy, and the young marshal also said that Mi Yao would be by her side when eating and taking a shower, but the young marshal didn't allow her to get any closer.

The same is a woman, why is there such a big difference?

Seeing Mi Yao's neither humble nor overbearing figure, Xiaodie suddenly makes a plan.

"Miyao, here, clean up here."

Mi Yao took the mop and turned around, but at this moment she stepped on a piece of watermelon rind, and she couldn't stand still. With an "ah", she fell straight forward.

With a "boom", when she fell to the floor, her forehead hit the corner of the coffee table, and warm blood flowed down immediately.

Mi Yao felt dizzy, she stretched out her hand to cover the wound on her forehead.

"Ha, haha, Mi Yao, what's the matter with you, don't you have eyes, you can step on a piece of watermelon rind on the ground, it's bleeding, you deserve it!" Xiaodie laughed loudly.

"Xiaodie," at this moment a maid tugged at Xiaodie's sleeve and whispered, "This Mi Yao seems to be really injured, will she sue in front of the young commander?"

The other maids were also a little scared, after all this Mi Yao was the young marshal's woman, "Xiaodie, are we going too far this time, if the young marshal gets angry, then we will be out of luck."

Xiaodie looked at Mi Yao, the blood from her forehead had dripped onto her pale cheeks, it was very glaring, she was covering her wound, her eyes were half closed, she seemed unable to stand up.

To be honest, Kocho was also scared.

"Hey, Mi Yao, don't pretend, stand up quickly, you'd better not talk nonsense in front of the young commander, you are the one who stepped on the watermelon rind, it has nothing to do with us."

"Even if you complain to the young commander, the young commander will not talk to you. Don't forget, the young commander said that you are just a servant. You have to remember your own identity."

"Forget it, Mi Yao, you don't have to mop the floor, you can go back to your room and rest, don't thank me."…

Mi Yao sneered with the corners of her mouth pulled, and then she stood up slowly while supporting the coffee table, and she went back to her room.

……

in the room.

Mi Yao stood in front of the washstand. She wiped off all the blood stains on her face with a wet towel, and then wiped the wound. The wound was relatively deep, and the bright red flesh inside was dented.

There are no disinfection tools or gauze here, she simply wiped it and then lay on the bed, dizzy.

At this time, there were two "knock knocks", and a maid was talking outside the door, "Hey, Mi Yao, your dinner is here. I'll leave it outside the door, and you can get it yourself."

Mi Yao closed her eyes for a moment, then struggled to sit up, got out of bed, went to open the door, a large bowl of white rice and two green vegetables were placed on the ground outside the door.

She bent down to pick up the dinner plate and went back to the room.

Even though she has no appetite, Mi Yao still eats hard, she is afraid that if she loses weight, she will hurt her father.

After eating half a bowl of rice, the knock on the door sounded again, "Miss Mi."

It's Lieutenant Li.

Lieutenant Li is back?

Is Feng Yueming coming back too?

A trace of timidity and panic flashed in Mi Yao's eyes, she said, "Come in."

Lieutenant Li pushed the door open, "Miss Mi...what happened to your forehead?"

Mi Yao stretched out her hand to cover the wound on her forehead, "It's okay, I accidentally bumped into the coffee table, Lieutenant Li, what's the matter?"

Lieutenant Li looked at Mi Yao's red and swollen hands and the simple meal calmly, and he replied respectfully, "Oh, Miss Mi, the young commander asked me to inform you that he will be back tonight."

(End of this chapter)

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