QT: The Rescue Of The Miserable Bigshots
Chapter 152 - 6.3

Chapter 152: 6.3

"Isn’t this the Seventh Prince of Xifu?"

Jiang Jiamian glanced at the water, took a step forward pretending to be surprised, and then waved to the two eunuchs, "Why are you still standing there? Haven’t you seen the prince fall into the water? Fish him out quickly!"

If they don’t fish him out quickly, do they want to wait till this boy becomes a psychopath?

The young man who was struggling to stabilize his body in the pool seemed to have heard his voice. He held the bucket in his hand in a daze, stood up slowly in the pool, and turned his head to look at Jiang Jiamian.

For Yan Wuluan at this time, he felt that what he saw was not a person.

But a god dressed in red.

He just stared blankly at the man on the shore in the bright red robe with a handsome appearance and a hint of anxiety on his face. Yan Wuluan didn’t come back to his senses for a long time, letting dirty water flow from his wet hair down the sides of his face.

The water in the pool was not shallow and had already reached his chest.

"This..."

The two eunuchs glanced hesitantly at the pool water that was now extremely turbid because Yan Wuluan and the bucket fell into the water together, and even exuded a stinking smell.

They really don’t want to touch the water.

"Forget it!"

Seeing them standing still, Jiang Jiamian simply reached out to lift his robe, rolled up his sleeves, and walked towards the pool.

"Master!"

Behind him, two eunuchs subconsciously called him.

Yan Wuluan saw the handsome man in a red robe turning around and approaching him with quick steps.

Then he stretched out a hand towards him.

The sleeves were rolled up, and the hand stretched out in front of his eyes was as white and beautiful as a jade.

He couldn’t help but want to touch.

And now is the opportunity.

But when the other party took another step forward and stretched his hand closer, he panicked.

Because he has come to his senses!

He thought of his current situation, his embarrassment, and the stench. He avoided the hand almost in a panic. Yan Wuluan quickly lowered and shook his head, "No, no need. I can get up there by myself."

As he said this, he used his body to push a pool of muddy water toward the shore. He almost fell back into the water three or two times, but he kept his movements very careful, even when splashing. As if he was afraid of water droplets falling on that hand, he was extremely cautious when climbing up the water.

Behind him, the bucket was floating on the water.

Jiang Jiamian saw Yan Wuluan stubbornly climbing up on his own and then stood far away from him. He could only retract his hand silently, "It was our Dongli Kingdom’s poor hospitality that caused the seventh prince to fall into the water. I hope the Seventh Prince will forgive us."

Yan Wuluan lowered his head, and the clothes on his body were still dripping with water, making a puddle under his feet.

After hearing Jiang Jiamian’s words, he still had a numb face and looked down at his toes.

Ah.

The seventh prince?

What kind of seventh prince is he?

He is just a hostage who was abandoned by his own country and sent here. He can be humiliated by others, anyone can step on him, and even trample him to death.

What on earth was he fantasizing about at that moment?

Maybe, this person was just like others, just trying to tease him with false pity.

Jiang Jiamian saw that he was standing very cautiously at a distance, and he took two steps forward without hesitation, as if he could not feel the stench on his body, and took the initiative to reach out, "The Seventh Prince is soaked. Why don’t you let me take the Seventh Prince to change?"

Seeing him reaching out, Yan Wuluan subconsciously put his hands behind his back and whispered, "I, I’m dirty... don’t touch me."

Jiang Jiamian curled his lips, walked quickly to the edge of the pool, bent down, stretched out his hand, stirred in the water, and then took back his hand and shook it, "It’s okay, I’m also dirty."

His entire movement was done in one go, and Yan Wuluan didn’t react at all. He saw that Jiang Jiamian’s hand had already stirred up the dirty water and stretched out towards his wrist again.

Time seemed to stand still.

At this moment, Yan Wuluan actually had the urge to believe that the man in front of him was different from others.

Maybe he wasn’t trying to tease him.

Maybe he was a real god.

Only a god can be so beautiful, right?

At this moment, Yan Wuluan completely forgot about his own embarrassment and even his situation. As if he was bewitched by the man in red, he slowly stretched out his hand and gently put it in the other person’s hand.

The palm of his hand was exactly as warm as he imagined.

Jiang Jiamian held his hand, then turned around and asked softly, "Where is the seventh prince’s residence? I will accompany the Seventh Prince."

With these words, Yan Wuluan finally came back to his senses.

Not only did he come back to his senses, but even the two eunuchs behind him finally came back to their senses. Their expressions changed and they quickly followed, "Teacher Jiang, why don’t we accompany the Prince of Xifu to change clothes? His Royal Highness may still be waiting for you to return to the study to teach. Wouldn’t it be bad to delay?"

Teacher Jiang obviously pity this boy. If he knew that they had already occupied the nominal allocation of the hostage and drove him to sleep in the woodshed, they may have problems.

And, changing clothes?

The clothes this boy deserved had been taken away by them a long time ago, leaving only one or two pairs of crude clothes for him.

But how can the Teacher Jiang know about these things?

"No need."

Jiang Jiamian glanced at them, his gaze was completely cold compared to the gentle one that fell on Yan Wuluan, "Two slaves, are you trying to pressure me into teaching in the study? Is it your job? Why are being so panicked?"

"No, it’s nothing."

The two eunuchs looked at each other quickly and lowered their heads in a hurry, not daring to stop him.

But they were rapidly thinking about how to deal with this matter.

Even if they say they are afraid, they are not afraid either.

After all, bullying this person was something that even the emperor tacitly approved of.

But to say that they are not afraid at all, after all, although Jiang Jiamian is young, he is already a teacher, and he is still a civil servant, so the emperor will give him some respect.

If Jiang Jiamian really wants to go and say something in front of the emperor, the emperor cannot be wrong in acquiescing to this matter.

Then only the two eunuchs should bear all the blame.

Amidst the extreme anxiety of the two eunuchs, Jiang Jiamian had already taken Yan Wuluan’s hand and walked out, towards the northwest palace where the foreign prince lived.

Yan Wuluan gently pulled his hand and pointed in another direction, "I, I live over there..."

Jiang Jiamian was stunned when he saw the already visible firewood shed, but then he looked away calmly, "Okay, I got it.’