coobybook Chapter 464: This King is Not Usually This Kind of Person
Chapter 464: This King is Not Usually This Kind of Person
"Yan, Yanyan, I'm not this kind of person usually, I..." Worried about losing points in the first impression, she hurriedly explained to others.
Mu Wanyan's chest rose and fell, and she gasped slightly, "Pei Yuxiao, I know you are a pervert, but I didn't expect you to be so..."
She just turned her back and stopped looking at him.
"Since you were drunk and drugged today, I won't bother with it."
She pointed to the door with her slender jade finger, "Get out quickly, and don't let me see you again."
God knows how painful it was for her just now.
She was infected with erysipelas and the poison had not yet been eliminated. Normally, when she was close to a man, she would want to have sex... let alone hug and kiss him directly.
I wiped the tears from the corners of my eyes, feeling extremely ashamed.
I want to be angry, but I can't.
The Crown Prince of the Eastern Palace is a bad guy but has a nice body, and he has a perverted personality but is very handsome.
Mu Wanyan thought to herself: If this yandere provokes me again, don't blame me for eating him as medicine.
Pei Yuxiao naturally had no idea of the overwhelming thoughts in Mu Wanyan's mind at this moment, and he didn't know that she was still poisoned by love.
Seeing that the other party didn't even dare to look at him, he quickly apologized: "I'm sorry, Yanyan, don't be afraid of me, I was impulsive today."
"I promise that I will never do anything stupid again when I see you again."
Mu Wanyan's inner thoughts: Hurry up and leave, medicinal herbs. If you don't leave now, I will really eat you until only the dregs are left.
She didn't show any emotion on her face, and pointed at the pen and ink on the table. "Go quickly, I still need to learn the rules and etiquette of your Dafeng country."
"This is what you asked me to do." While saying this, he did not forget the Yin-Yang family.
Pei Yuxiao frowned, and a look of shame suddenly appeared on his face.
He hurriedly sat down at the desk and picked up the paper and pen on the table. "I'll copy it. Yanyan can go to the side and take a rest. I write fast."
"It's dark at night, and it would be bad if a little girl like you writes and your eyes get damaged."
"Leave this to me, my lord. I...I like writing the most."
Mu Wanyan: “…”
What's wrong with him? Why doesn't he leave?
Pei Yuxiao: "Yan Yan, I am best at imitating other people's handwriting. Don't worry, I will write in your handwriting throughout the whole process, and no one will find out the next day."
Mu Wanyan covered her own heat poison that was about to break out, and pulled out her thoughts to answer him: "Pei Yuxiao, isn't it you who will be responsible for the inspection the next day?"
Pei Yuxiao: "Yes, you came from afar, but I asked you to copy the book. I don't know the rules... This book should be written by me."
Mu Wanyan: "..." As long as you are happy.
But if I stay with you any longer, something bad is bound to happen.
She rubbed her eyebrows, turned around and left the Buddhist hall.
On Pei Yuxiao's side, the book was very thick and had many words, and he picked up the pen and wrote very seriously.
Now he looks so diligent and meticulous, where is the arrogance and domineering of the Crown Prince of the Eastern Palace?
I must write every stroke and not even make a mistake in the punctuation mark.
Doing things for the woman you love is worth it no matter how tiring it is.
Fuan didn't know when he got behind him, rolled his eyes towards the ceiling, and looked a little speechless.
She helped him trim the candles and said, "Master, you have worked hard. Can I help you copy it?"
Pei Yuxiao: "Get lost, I advise you to mind your own business, are you qualified to write this?"
Fuan looked at the thick pages and smiled, "I'm really not worthy of it. I can't finish it. I can't finish it at all."
Then he asked, "You really don't need me to write for you?"
Pei Yuxiao: “No need.”
Fuan: "Master, but Princess Xichang has already left."
Pei Yuxiao raised his head and stood up. "How dare you! Why didn't you tell me earlier?"
He pointed at Fu'an and said, "Quick, help me massage my shoulders. There are so many words. I am exhausted."
Fuan: "Let me help you write it."
Pei Yuxiao: "Go away, help me hold the light, it's not your turn to do Yanyan's business."