The rich young master left, and the onlookers dispersed. Xia Lin covered his stomach and plopped down on the ground. "Ouch! It hurts! It really hurts!"
Jiang Yun directly picked Xia Lin up. Xia Lin was startled and felt extremely ashamed. "Master... Master, put me down. I can walk by myself."
Jiang Yun felt both heartache for his beloved disciple and thought his disciple was too impulsive. He decided to teach him a little lesson. "Isn't it nice for me to carry you like this? Your stomach hurts, and you can't walk by yourself."
Xia Lin noticed that some people around were already looking at them and whispering. He felt even more embarrassed. He clasped his hands together and pleaded with Jiang Yun. "Please, Master. I'm already a 16 - year - old man. This is so embarrassing. It would be better if you carried me on your back. Right, Master? Please carry me on your back!"
Xia Lin thought he had come up with a great idea. Jiang Yun had carried him on his back several times. Compared with the embarrassing princess - carry, Xia Lin was quite willing to be carried on Jiang Yun's back.
Unfortunately, Jiang Yun had already made up his mind to punish him. How could he fulfill Xia Lin's wish? He shook his head. "It's supposed to be embarrassing. That's it. I'll carry you all the way to the General's Mansion. If you move around, I won't mind using acupressure!"
Xia Lin behaved himself in Jiang Yun's arms. His master was so cunning and mean. What would the people in the capital say about him in the future? A 16 - year - old man, almost an adult, was being carried in another man's arms. Although it actually felt quite nice to be carried by his master, and his master smelled good... Stop! Stop! Stop! Why did he think the princess - carry by his master was quite nice the more he thought about it?
After they returned to the General's Mansion, Xia Lin's parents already knew what he had done. His general father scolded Xia Lin for causing trouble as soon as he came back. He thought the naughty boy had finally become sensible, but it turned out he was still the same. Xia Lin's mother and elder brother were extremely heartbroken when they saw his injuries.
"Who is that bastard? How dare he hurt my son like this?" Xia Lin's mother was so angry that her body trembled. The extremely protective mother decided that even if the other party was a prince, she would seek justice for her son.
Qiu Zi described the appearance and features of the other person. Finally, the general, who often went out, remembered. "I know that brat. He's the youngest son of the Minister of Revenue. He's arrogant and domineering. Since he was born when his parents were old, that brat has been spoiled rotten."
Xia Lin's mother slapped the table hard. "He's just the son of a minister. How dare he bully my son? My son is the emperor's most beloved nephew!"
The general was extremely headache - stricken. Although his son had been beaten, he had also made the minister's son kowtow three times. That should be enough. But his wife still wanted to avenge their son.
Thinking of this, the general glared at Xia Lin, hinting at him: Hurry up and persuade your mother!
Xia Lin cleared his throat and was just about to speak when Jiang Yun interrupted him. He said, "Madam, leave the matter of avenging Xia Lin to me."
"You?"
Jiang Yun nodded. "Yes. As Xia Lin's master, I failed to protect him. Let me atone for my sin. I'll handle it properly and won't bring any trouble to the General's Mansion."
Jiang Yun insisted. Xia Lin's mother did blame him a bit for not protecting Xia Lin well, so she agreed. Xia Lin gave his father a look that seemed to say: Dad, I've tried my best.
After settling this matter, Xia Lin couldn't wait to go to the yard to check on the puppy. "Xiaoyuan, is the puppy clean?"