Cannon fodder She is targeted by yanderes in every dimension

Chapter 124: Cannon Fodder Gold Targeted by Slaves 7

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"Xie Rongjing, why is your nose bleeding?"

The delicate lady who was sitting on the side holding a writing brush was blinking her beautiful eyes and looking at Xie Rongjing in surprise.

Xie Rongjing quickly came back to his senses, raised his hand and ran his fingertips over it, only to find that he was bleeding from his nose.

"Maybe it's because of the cold wind blowing outside."

He said calmly, not blushing or getting nervous at all when he lied.

There was a trace of blood under the high nose bridge, but the handsome face still looked normal.

Yun Wu remembered that it seemed that Xie Rongjing was on guard tonight, so she casually threw her clean handkerchief from the table over to him.

Xie Rongjing stared blankly at the handkerchief that Yun Wu threw to him. The fabric was soft and moon-white in color.

It is also embroidered with a lifelike little rabbit that is exquisitely crafted.

"What are you looking at!"

Yun Wu said fiercely. She noticed Xie Rongjing was staring at her, so she looked away evasively. She held the brush, pursed her lips, and wrote on the rice paper arrogantly.

"I'm about to throw it away, so I'll wipe it for you and then throw it away. Don't let me see it, it's really unlucky."

Her voice sounded spoiled and arrogant, but Xie Rongjing didn't feel angry at all.

Xie Rongjing's bony hands trembled slightly, and his dark eyes looked at Yun Wu, who was copying seriously with her head lowered.

With trembling fingertips, he held Yun Wu's brocade handkerchief, then put it to the bridge of his nose, wiping the blood with a shaky movement.

The handkerchief still smelt of Yun Wu's faint fragrance.

Xie Rongjing sniffed the faint fragrance on the handkerchief while staring at Yun Wu closely.

She was sitting under the lamp. Because the heater in the room was burning hot, she was not wearing the green jacket, but only a light blue corseted dress.

Her slender waist makes the curve of her chest even more proud and plump.

"Xie Rongjing, come and take a look at my handwriting, is it okay?"

Yun Wu raised her head and asked, blinking her amber eyes and looking at Xie Rongjing.

The swaying candlelight and the soft beauty made Xie Rongjing imagine such a scene...

The half-covered beauty would scold him coquettishly while letting...

Xie Rongjing's throat tightened, and he wiped the blood slowly, then calmly put away the soft handkerchief.

"Miss, your handwriting should be shortened to be more neat."

His voice was inexplicably low, but Yun Wu was so focused on the handwriting she had copied that she didn't pay much attention to it.

She pouted her pink lips in distress and looked at the short paragraph she had just copied on the rice paper with a headache.

Although the handwriting is still a little crooked and of varying sizes, it is at least readable.

Just when Yun Wu was about to ask Xie Rongjing to demonstrate, her hand holding the brush was suddenly grasped by Xie Rongjing's broad hand.

"Miss, you should hold the pen like this..."

His low, pleasant voice sounded beside her. Yun Wu lowered her eyes and looked at his palm which was firmly holding her hand, leading her to adjust the posture of holding the pen.

Sure enough, the words written in this way looked much neater. Xie Rongjing held Yun Wu's hand and wrote two or three words before stopping.

"I'm sorry, miss."

Xie Rongjing said suddenly, and he withdrew his hand hastily, which seemed to be an unintentional mistake.

"It is the slave who has overstepped his authority..."

"I have indeed written better. This way, the teacher won't say anything to me tomorrow."

Yun Wu was in a good mood and didn't care about the little episode just now. She lowered her head and continued to copy stroke by stroke, imitating the posture that Xie Rongjing had made when he held her hand.

Xie Rongjing waited silently on the side, but in the depths of his dark eyes there was a trembling joy.

He touched the lady's hand, which was soft, white and tender...

Xie Rongjing watched Yun Wu copying seriously. She was usually spoiled and had never done any strenuous work. After writing for a while, she would stop and rub her sore hands.

His mistress must have been afraid that he would be punished, so she copied it herself and didn't let him do it for her.

Ah, he loves Miss so much, he can do anything for Miss, as long as Miss gives him a little reward...

The teacher didn't assign many poems and essays, so Yun Wu only had to copy them for a while. There was no reason for Xie Rongjing to stay in her boudoir any longer.

The Prime Minister's Mansion was quiet and deep in the night; even the servants on night patrol had gone back to sleep.

However, Xie Rongjing, who should have been sleeping at this time, opened his eyes clearly in the darkness.

He quickly stood up and quietly left the room. The servant who lived on the other side was sleeping so soundly that he didn't notice his departure at all.

In a deserted suburb near the Prime Minister's Mansion, Xie Rongjing stood with his hands behind his back, with a masked man in black half-kneeling in front of him.

"I and others have been searching along the border of Xiao State, but I didn't expect that His Highness was forced to Wei State."

The man in black bowed his head and knelt in front of Xie Rongjing very respectfully. Then he raised his hand and asked:

"Your Highness, are you going to leave the capital with me tonight?"

"No, let's stay here first, so as to avoid the eyes and ears of those people from Xiao Country."

Xie Rongjing said in a light tone that if he acted rashly, he was afraid that the man from Xiao State would send someone to kill him again.

It's not time to go back yet.

Xie Rongjing suddenly seemed to have thought of something, his dark eyes became even deeper, and then he instructed the man:

"Go find some incense to help you sleep peacefully. Remember, don't burn any that will hurt your body."

"I obey my orders."

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Early the next morning, Xie Rongjing was waiting for Yun Wu by the carriage at the gate of the mansion.

Soon, Snowball, wearing a goose yellow winter jacket, came out.

She's his lady.

"I have met the young lady."

Xie Rongjing nodded and said, and as the delicate girl walked down the stairs, he also bravely raised his head.

Yun Wu was wearing a light yellow winter outfit today. The bright color made her look fair and tender, and she had a butterfly-shaped glass hairpin on her hair.

She also saw Xie Rongjing. Today he was wearing the jet-black robe that she had awarded him yesterday, and his entire temperament had become different.

It is true that clothes make the man, and saddles make the horse. Although Xie Rongjing is handsome, he used to wear old, washed-out clothes. Although he is still wearing servants' clothes now, he has put on a Shu brocade and black fox fur robe on the outside, which makes him look very dashing.

He doesn't look like a slave, but more like a guard beside Yun Wu.

Yun Wu flickered her gaze away and lazily handed her heavy little cloth bag to Xie Rongjing.

"Get in the carriage."

Xie Rongjing's handsome eyes suddenly lit up, and he was about to kneel down beside the carriage so that Yun Wu could step on his back.

But suddenly I saw that the coachman had already placed the prepared seats in the carriage.

Yun Wu was standing on the carriage bench. Seeing this, Xie Rongjing's eyes revealed a hint of imperceptible disappointment.

Why didn't the lady step on him anymore? He knew that the lady must be worried about him. The lady was really nice, but it was a pity that he couldn't be touched by her today.

Xie Rongjing's expression quickly returned to normal, and he sat beside the carriage just like yesterday and accompanied Yun Wu to the school.

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