Transmigrating into a female supporting role in a book

My face burned, I let go of his hand, and quickly distanced myself from him, "How dare you talk like that? I just stood up suddenly because of you, and I accidentally touched you. Can you call that frivolous?"

I felt a little depressed when I saw that he didn't reply.

Is the strict separation between men and women in this era so serious?

"Then what else can I do? You might as well touch me, so that you won't accuse me of taking advantage of you." My mind suddenly jumped and I pushed forward against him with my chest puffed out.

When I collided with him, the pressure and elasticity on my chest made me feel that his chest seemed bigger than mine. What the hell was this frustrating feeling?

With a clang, the wine jug in Jia Liu's hand fell to the ground, and the cold liquid splashed on my legs and feet, and there was a stinging sensation from the flying fragments of the jug.

"Hiss..." I looked up and glared at him. Just as I was about to curse, he covered my mouth and quickly pulled me aside.

Then the lights in a room in the distance were turned on, and a little orange light looked like a small lantern.

The sound of the door opening was followed by someone shouting, "What are you arguing about? What's going on?"

"It's me! I accidentally knocked over a jar. Go to sleep, it's okay." Jia Liu leaned sideways to block me and responded from the other side.

When he pushed me behind him, his palm was still on my face, and his rough palm rubbed against my cheek like sandpaper.

This touch made my face instantly hot, and for a moment I couldn’t tell whether it was because of shyness or pain.

"It's late at night, be careful! Really, it's scary..." The person on the other end muttered a few words, went back into the house and turned off the lights.

Jia Liu then let go of his hand and lowered his voice, his tone also becoming much softer, "Stop making a fuss. If someone sees you, I don't know what gossip will spread."

I curled my lips and replied in a low voice, "I didn't do anything to you, why are you afraid of gossip?"

He seemed to sigh, "Princess, please go back. This is really not the place for you to stay."

After saying that, he walked around me and squatted down to pick up the debris on the ground.

Seeing him avoiding me like this, I laughed at myself. I was in a bad mood so why should I bother an innocent person in the middle of the night?

With a light sigh, I turned around and walked out of the courtyard gate. After walking a few steps, I found that the pain in my calf became more and more obvious. I couldn't help but take a breath and hissed.

I bent down to check, and sure enough, there was some blood on the hem of my skirt. When the wine jug broke, it seemed that the flying fragments had scratched my calf.

At this time, Jia Liu had thrown the broken pieces of the wine jug he had picked up into the corner and walked towards me in a few steps.

Without saying a word, he squatted at my feet. I guessed he wanted to see my injury, so I lifted my skirt and exposed my calves to him.

After waiting for a long time, he finally spoke, "The wound is not deep, I have some hemostatic medicine..."

"Then let's go to your place." I replied quickly.

He looked up at me, his eyes seeming hesitant.

"What's wrong? You can't let me sit here on the doorstep waiting for you to bring the medicine. What if I run into the patrolling guards? How am I going to explain it to you? Or what if the people over there get up again?" I lowered my voice and said a lot of things in a rapid-fire manner, sounding very righteous.

Although he didn't reply, he seemed to agree with what I said. He stood up and led the way.

So I followed him to where he lived.

Who would have thought that he lived in the attic, and the stairs were very long. I grabbed the handrail and stretched out a hand to him.

He was still in a daze, and I grabbed his wrist, "You have to hold me up, I'm injured!"

In the end, he remained silent the whole time, using his wrist to support the force exerted by half of my body and helped me up the stairs.

The room he lived in had nothing in it except a bunk bed, a table and a wooden cabinet against the wall. It was clean and simple.

As soon as he entered the door, he went to the cabinet to look for medicine.

I limped to the edge of the bed, and when he handed the bottle of medicine to me, I didn't intend to take it.

Perhaps because he was so submissive, I had bad intentions and deliberately said, "My injury was caused by you throwing the wine jug. Shouldn't you be the one to take care of it for me?"

"Just apply it externally." He opened the bottle cap and handed it over again.

"The wound needs to be disinfected before you can apply medicine." I still didn't answer.

"disinfect?"

"Do you have any more wine here? Use alcohol to disinfect, and then apply medicine to prevent bacterial infection." I talked to myself, and then I remembered that he probably didn't understand these terms.

But unexpectedly, he still went to get a small jar of wine.

I rolled up the hem of my skirt and placed my injured calf on the edge of the bed, trying my best to prevent the blood from dripping onto his bed, with half of my leg hanging outside.

"You should be a good person till the end."

He sighed heavily and squatted down to help me treat the wound.

When the wine poured over my wound, the stinging pain almost made me scream, "Be gentle!"

He didn't say anything, and his movements were much gentler. He wiped the blood that had flowed to the side with a sweat towel, and then applied hemostatic medicine.

After all that, I felt a little embarrassed. It was really too much to bully an honest person.

"I'm sorry, I'm in a bad mood tonight. I didn't mean to pick on you. And thank you."

When he finished and stood up, I apologized and thanked him sincerely.

He turned his head away without looking at me, "No need, it's late, Princess, please go back."

Hearing his cold tone, I suddenly thought of Situ Jue, and I felt inexplicably wronged.

I stood up by the bed and walked towards the door. In the eyes of outsiders, I was just a spoiled and unpopular new princess who did some troublesome things that attracted attention on a whim. But I also wanted to be kind to others and return to my own world. Who could help me do that?

I sniffed, raised my hand to wipe back the tears that were about to roll out, then grabbed the stair handle and walked down step by step.

As a result, when going down the stairs, I lost my balance and fell down. My palms were stained with tears and I couldn't grab the handrail.

The scene in front of his eyes quickly flipped, and the person was about to fall and roll down the stairs, but was suddenly stopped by a strong force.

Someone grabbed my wrist and pulled me back.

I threw myself into Jia Liu's arms again, still a little frightened, and hugged him unconsciously, as if I was afraid of falling again.

"I forgot to take the princess's medicine bottle." He reminded softly.

I let out an "oh" and realized that I had lost my composure, so I let go of his hand and took a step back. My legs were still a little weak and my body swayed a few times.

He quickly reached out to support my arm. When I looked up, our eyes met, but he quickly looked away, avoiding looking at me.

This kind of evasive attitude really makes me angry.

I snatched the bottle of medicine from his hand, "Thank you! Sorry for bothering me! You don't have to give it to me!"

After leaving the Beastiality House, I continued to search for my way in the night, sticking to my original plan.

Actually, I also know that Jia Liu didn't have any bad intentions just now, and I shouldn't have gotten angry at him, but I couldn't help it at that time. Who made him treat me like that? But maybe he just didn't mean to dislike me because it's not appropriate for men and women to touch each other?

After thinking about it, it seems that I am too sensitive?

When I came to my senses, I found a lotus pond in front of me and realized that I seemed to have gone in the wrong direction again.