Transmigrated As My Former Uncle's Sweetheart

Chapter 1518 - 1518 You Used To Like It When I Carried You

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1518 You Used To Like It When I Carried You

Yaoyao said with a slight grievance, “Just look at me and you can see for yourself.”

Chu Qi nodded. “Looks like you can still walk.”

Yaoyao, “”

She bet that if Ji’er got herself so much as a slight scratch, Big Bro Lil Qi would have made a huge fuss over her.

Yaoyao looked at Ji’er for help.

When Ji’er saw that Yaoyao’s face had turned pallor from the pain, she quickly said to Chu Qi, “Lil Qi, Yaoyao is really in pain from the fall. Carry her to the carriage, please.”

Yaoyao pressed her lips and nodded in agreement.

Chu Qi was not convinced. He held Yaoyao’s arm and was about to walk toward the horse-drawn carriage.

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It was right then when Beitang You said, “Let me help her.”

Yaoyao had just turned her head when the elegant scent of the man wafted toward her. By the time she realized what had happened, she was already being carried in his arms.

While she was in a daze, Beitang You had brought her to the carriage.

Yaoyao snapped out of it and thanked him awkwardly. “Thank you.”

Beitang You raised an eyebrow. “You’re welcome.” He was actually feeling a little bad.

It was because he was right next to Yaoyao when she fell off the horse. He wanted to help her, but it was too late.

To be fair, Yaoyao fell off the horse because she was trying to avoid him.

He could tell that she did not like him at all.

Beitang You thought about this a little sadly. His gaze fell onto her left ankle. “Are you alright? I’ve got an imperial physician with me. I can get him to take a look at you.” With that, he was about to summon the imperial physician when Yaoyao waved him off. “I don’t want to trouble you. It’s just a minor wound. It’s fine. I’ll take a look at it myself.”

She did not want to owe him anything.

Even though he had helped her, she would not have fallen off the horse in fright if he had not suddenly come near and scared her.

This annoying fellow just would not leave her alone.

All she wanted was to get rid of him. _{????n????????????????????.＆nbsp;????????????}

Beitang You knew what she was thinking and he frowned.

This child got less adorable as she grew up.

When she was younger, she looked so tender and pretty, and smiled at everyone she met. She enjoyed it when he carried her. Why did she turn out this way when she grew up?

At this thought, he could not help saying, “When you were younger, you used to like it when I carried you.”

Yaoyao was massaging her ankle when she heard this and she looked at him in shock.

What did he mean?

When did this annoying fellow carry her when she was younger?

Why did her mother not mention this to her before?

At this thought, she blurted, “That’s impossible.”

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This was such an annoying fellow. She could not have liked it when he carried her.

“You can ask your mother about it when you return to the capital,” Beitang You said with slight exasperation. He paused and his gaze fell on her pretty face. A smile appeared on his lips and he said, “You were much more adorable when you were younger.”

After that, he turned around and walked away.

Yaoyao almost wanted to take off her shoe and throw it at his head when she saw the elegant back of the man.

Who did he think he was?

Did he think she did not understand his words?

That man was truly annoying!

Yaoyao sprained her ankle, which mean Ji’er would not be sharing a horse with Chu Qi. After Ji’er returned to the carriage, she helped to check Yaoyao’s hurt ankle and saw that it was swollen. Yaoyao had fallen hard.

Ji’er quickly took out a bunch of bottles from the cloth bundle she had with her and asked, “Which of these would be suitable for your ankle?”

Yaoyao leaned against the side of the carriage and picked a bottle. “This one.”

Ji’er took it over. “I’ll put it on for you.” With that, she pulled out the cork from the bottle and poured some medicine out to rub it over Yaoyao’s swollen ankle. Ji’er could not help berating her. “Why weren’t you more careful? Didn’t you say your horse-riding technique was good?”

Yaoyao looked a bit uncomfortable as she blurted, “Father taught me horse-riding personally, and it’s only natural that I’m good at it. If not for that annoying fellow” At this point, she stopped speaking abruptly.

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