Quick Travel: When a delicate beauty becomes cannon fodder

Chapter 398 Peasant Girl (51)

Pei Yan would not have any idea that blood should not be seen on the wedding day. The flowing blood, full of red and blood, contrasting with the wedding dress, cruel and gorgeous, will definitely make her more beautiful.

"I won't leave you!"

Pei Yan put down the jade chopsticks in his right hand, with his slender fingers still pressing on them. When he heard her anxious words, even though he knew they were not sincere, his joyful emotions surged up uncontrollably, and the threatening words turned into serious words. Heavy, "It better be this way."

Ruan Ruan didn't say anything more. There was a bit of sadness on his face, but he still couldn't let go of this matter.

His eyes stayed on her body. The moon-white skirt outlined her slender figure. The tightened cuffs looked a little loose, revealing a lone wrist bone. The white chin was so thin that it was almost sickly pale.

too skinny.

There are still red marks on the cheeks where he pinched them, and it was clear that he didn't use any effort.

"The appetite is like that of a cat." Pei Yan picked up the vegetables and went to feed her, "Eat more."

Looking at her current appearance, it's inexplicably annoying.

You don’t know how to eat properly if you don’t stare at me, and you’ve lost weight like this in just a few days.

He enjoyed feeding her in person. He fed her one bite at a time and then took his turn. The meal took a lot longer than usual, but he didn't look impatient at all. His eyes were full of pleasure, and he looked at her I still felt a little regretful after insisting that I was full.He touched her belly personally before giving up.

After lunch he went to the study to continue working.At first he would go to the palace to show off after becoming regent, but within a few days he brought all his affairs back to the palace, and eunuchs would send new memorials every day.

Incense was burning in the study room, and rows of bookshelves stood on one side. The books on them were carefully sorted and placed in one place according to categories.Pei Yan was sitting behind the desk. There were stacks of memorials on the desk. There was an incense burner at the corner of the desk, with sandalwood burning in it and the smoke curling up.

He held a vermilion pen in his hand, and the inkstone was covered with bright red cinnabar. He lowered his eyes and wrote on the memorial.

The window was opened a small crack, so that the wind at noon in autumn would not be too hot. The sunlight shone in through the window, adding a golden edge to the top of her furry hair, and the slightly curled hair on the top could be seen clearly.She sat in the light, the falling shadow covering his shoulders.

Ruan Ruan was asked to accompany him in the study. There were obviously so many memorials to be approved, so he probably couldn't care less about her, but he chose to keep her here.

He didn't even look at her.Ruan Ruan looked away from him. It was okay at first, but after a while, she couldn't sit still and wanted to leave...

"Bored?" Pei Yan looked away and wrote a reply on the memorial with a red pen.

Ruan Ruan was startled by his sudden opening. She quickly straightened her posture and put down the hand supporting her chin. She couldn't tell that he was paying attention to her. After hesitating for a moment, she told the truth, "A little."

He put down the memorial and placed the inkstone on the inkstone, "Come here."

There were people sitting on all four sides of the rectangular desk. She was sitting on the right side. When she heard what he said, she stood up and almost moved to his side, "How..."

As soon as the words came out, he grabbed her hands and sat on him. Her out-of-balance body pressed her back against his chest to stop her from falling back. She subconsciously wanted to get up but was held down by him, "Don't move."

Before she had time to think about it, a strange feeling came from her hair. She reached out to touch it and found it was a jade hairpin with a carved flower shape at the end.

(End of this chapter)