Quickly Transmigrate: A Tsundere God Always Asks For A Hug

Two days before the emperor's birthday, Nan Xin reluctantly came up with a better gift.

She held this gift and showed it to Xie Linjian with great joy, hoping to hear his advice.

It has to be said that this is the first time Nan Xin has come to the place where Xie Linjian lives, and he has met at Taixue or Chenghu before.

"Boom boom boom——"

There was a knock on the door of Cheng'an Hall.

Zhuqing, who was boiling water, was stunned for a moment, no one had ever been to their place, who would come here at this time?

He was a little cautious and didn't know whether to open the door or not. At this moment, Xie Linjian came out of the room and said softly, "It's the princess. Open the door."

Zhu Qing oh oh twice, hurriedly went to open the door, and sure enough, what came into view was the face of a fair and beautiful young girl.

"Greetings to the princess," he said.

Nan Xin was holding a wooden box in his hand, not too big or too small, it fit just right in both hands.

She responded with a smile, and looked inside twice, just about to ask Zhuqing if your Highness is inside, when she saw a person standing on the steps not far away.

Dressed in white, like frost and snow, extremely warm and moist.

Nan Xin immediately smiled sweeter, raised her head and asked, "Can I go in?"

It was only then that Zhuqing realized that she had been standing in front of her, and hurriedly stepped aside, saying embarrassedly: "Sorry, princess, please come in."

Nan Xin waved his hands without airs, "It's okay, it's okay."

Zhuqing looked at her back and the figure of his highness, pursed her lips, and a faint light flashed in her eyes.

It wasn't until Nan Xin walked in front of her that Xie Linjian smiled faintly and called her: "Princess."

The voice is clean and clear, and Nan Xin loves it every time he listens to it.

She jumped in front of him, and then asked him mysteriously: "Brother Linjian, guess what I brought?"

Xie Linjian glanced at the wooden box, which was made of high-quality rosewood. His eyes moved, and then he asked softly, "Is it a brush?"

Nan Xin showed a surprised expression, ah, I guessed it right away, "Brother Linjian, you are so amazing."

Xie Linjian twitched the corner of her lips slightly, and let her enter the room. It was still a little cold outside, and she said to her while walking, "You can guess from the size of this box."

As soon as he entered the room, Nan Xin couldn't wait to put the box on the table and opened it. His eyes were black and bright, and he opened it to Xie Linjian as if offering a treasure: "Brother Linjian, look, this is what I gave to my father two days later. What do you think of the emperor's birthday gift?"

Xie Linjian walked to the table, didn't pick it up, looked down for a moment carefully, then nodded with a smile, "Well, very good, the material of the brush is very good, very suitable for your father."

Speaking of the second half of the sentence, Xie Linjian paused for half a second, and then continued calmly.

Nan Xin didn't pay attention to this detail, and his mind was still on the brush, complacent, "Well, I'll give Father this gift when the time comes, I've been troubled for several days, and I'm thinking about what gift to give."

Xie Linjian asked her to sit down, just at this time Zhuqing brought hot milk from outside, still slightly steaming, and put it in front of Nan Xin, "Princess, drink this, it won't be very hot, His Highness specially ordered it."

Hearing this, Nan Xin glanced at Xie Linjian in surprise, seeing that his expression hadn't changed at all, and said lightly: "It's cold outside, the princess will feel better if she drinks some of this."

She nodded, thanked her and took two sips obediently.

Nan Xin naturally knew how difficult it was for him to get milk in his situation, and he carefully prepared just the right temperature for her. Nan Xin was so touched.

When she lowered her head, she suddenly heard Zhu Qing say: "Hey, is there a scratch on the barrel of the writing brush?"

Hearing this, Nan Xin immediately picked it up and took a closer look. There was indeed a trace, not too long or too short, the size of a fingernail, and it couldn't be seen without looking carefully.

Immediately, she put on a small face, raised her eyebrows, and finally said sadly: "It's over, it's over, why is there a scratch on the gift that I finally picked out, now I have to choose again."

I chose it after careful selection, but I didn't see clearly that I was happy for so long.

Xie Linjian's complexion remained unchanged, the streamer in his eyes fluctuated slightly, and he said softly, "Princess, can I have a look?"

Nan Xin nodded, handed him the brush, and said listlessly: "Yes, look, hey."

Xie Linjian rubbed the scratch twice lightly with her fingers, and the slender jade-like knuckles were more skinny and delicate against the sandalwood, and they looked tight at any angle.

Nan Xin stared at his hand intently, forgetting about the writing brush all of a sudden.

My brother's hand is not a hand, but a weeping willow on the bank of Cambridge Bridge.

Xie Linjian raised her eyelids, and saw Nan Xin staring straight at his hand. He thought she was concerned about the brush, pulled the corners of her lips, and said softly, "Princess, don't worry, I'm just looking."

Nan Xin let out a cry, her eyes were a little dazed, the room wasn't too dark, and she could clearly see every expression of the little girl, she was as cute as a dull deer.

Xie Linjian glanced at her, then looked away.

After Nan Xin realized what he meant, he quickly explained: "That's not what I meant. I was looking at your hands. Brother Linjian, your hands are so beautiful."

Hearing this, Xie Linjian was slightly taken aback, followed her gaze and looked down at her hands, then smiled slightly, "Thank you princess for your compliment."

Nan Xin looked serious: "It's really pretty. I like such hands so much. Brother Linjian, how did you develop such hands?"

Xie Linjian paused when she heard her words, thought for a while, then laughed and made a joke: "Born?"

Nan Xin also laughed, "I think so too."

Xie Linjian stopped teasing her, handed the brush back to her, and said softly: "There is a way for this scratch."

Nan Xin's eyes lit up: "What way?"

Xie Linjian pursed her lower lip slightly, and something flashed in her eyes, which was hard to catch.

He said slowly: "You can use this scratch to carve a pattern."

Nan Xin: "Yes, why didn't I think of it, but the day after tomorrow is my father's birthday, so I can find someone to carve for me in one day."

After talking about it, Nan Xin drooped down, continued to lie on the table, and sighed softly.

Xie Linjian said at this time: "If the princess doesn't mind, I can carve it and return it to the princess tomorrow without delay."

Nan Xin looked happy: "Really?"

Xie Linjian nodded with a slight smile, and hummed, "I won't lie to the princess."

Hearing these words, an inexplicable emotion rushed through Nan Xin's heart, sour and swollen.

She immediately responded happily: "Okay, okay, then I will trouble Brother Linjian!"

Xie Linjian smiled, shook her head, "No trouble."