Quick Travel: Cannon fodder, she always encounters yandere and paranoid people

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Returning from the school in a carriage, Yun Wu seemed to be alive again. She was humming a little song briskly even while sitting in the carriage.

It wasn't until she opened the curtain to get out of the carriage that she saw Xie Rongjing kneeling on the ground again, waiting for her to step on.

Yun Wu thought that in the future she must ask the coachman to always remember to prepare a stool for the carriage, but it turned out that she was still not used to stepping on people's backs to get in and out of the carriage.

"Miss, the master should have returned home. It's time for us to go back and change our clothes and have a meal."

Chun Xing said, Yun Wu just stepped out of the carriage on Xie Rongjing's back, and nodded casually after hearing this.

At this time, Xie Rongjing stood up from the ground, his head slightly lowered as usual, and his broad back straightened.

Yun Wu couldn't help but take a second look, and saw that the handsome man was wearing servant clothes that didn't quite match his appearance. The color was very old.

In the cold weather of the twelfth lunar month, he didn't have a thick coat to wear, only a slightly thin robe, and his white fingers were covered with frostbite.

"Miss, it's cold outside, let's go in quickly."

As Chun Xing spoke, she helped Yun Wu close the fox fur on her body. Only Yun Wu's face felt cold, and everything on her body felt warm.

She nodded and walked to her yard. Her yard was the largest in the entire Prime Minister's Mansion.

Chun Xing helped Yun Wu up the steps, and when she was about to open the door and go in, Yun Wu stopped and turned around to look back.

I saw Xie Rongjing standing alone at the foot of the steps, the surrounding snow was white, and the cold wind was blowing bitingly cold.

His clothes were thin, his cheeks were a little red, and he stood meekly at the foot of the steps, as if he would collapse if the cold wind bit harder.

"Hey! Aren't you cold? You don't even wear thick clothes?"

The beautiful young lady standing under the eaves asked, her voice soft and soft.

Xie Rongjing, who was standing in the snow and looked a little pale due to the cold wind, blinked, then lowered his eyes slightly and bowed his hands.

The red marks and frostbite on the white knuckles were particularly obvious.

"A slave's status is low and he doesn't need good clothes."

Xie Rongjing's voice was low, and Yun Wu was startled. He didn't even have good clothes. Could it be that the people in this house bullied him?

Yun Wu only paused for two breaths, then gritted her teeth and said to Xie Rongjing with a coquettish expression:

"You stand outside first!"

After saying that, she turned around and walked quickly into the house, looking a little hurried.

"Miss!"

Chun Xing watched Yun Wu run in quickly, and quickly crossed the threshold to follow her.

As soon as Yun Wu entered the room, she went straight to her closet. She first opened the upper cabinet and rummaged through her row of beautiful dresses.

"What are you looking for, miss?"

Chun Xing looked puzzled, but Yun Wu didn't respond. She just hurriedly opened the cabinet below and rummaged around, and quickly took out a heavy robe from the cabinet.

The collar is made of black fox fur, and the whole body is made of thick black Shu brocade cloth, which is very cold-resistant and warm when draped on the body.

This was given to her by the Prime Minister's father before winter. She only wore it a few times during the coldest days. Because the color was deep, inky black, and most of her clothes were bright, she didn't wear it often. This black robe.

Moreover, the robe she wore was too long. She would step on it when she walked faster. Xie Rongjing was taller than her, so he should wear it just right.

Yun Wu picked up the robe, turned around and trotted out quickly.

Two or three steps outside the door, Xie Rongjing was still standing there.

Yun Wu stood under the eaves and threw the heavy robe in her hand to Xie Rongjing with some difficulty.

Xie Rongjing held the robe that Yun Wu threw over. It felt very thick in his hands, and he knew from a glance that the fabric was also excellent.

He raised his beautiful eyes and looked at Yun Wu on the steps.

"Hmph, how come I have such ugly clothes? They are so dark and dirty. I don't want them. I'll give them to you."

The Miss Xiangfu standing under the eaves raised her chin and said domineeringly, her eyes a little wandering.

There was a hint of smile hidden in Xie Rongjing's silent eyes. He lowered his eyes and saluted Yun Wu with his head.

"Thank you, Miss, for your mercy."

"This lady just happened to throw away this robe!"

Yun Wu said fiercely, her fair face a little red, she awkwardly looked away and raised her chin slightly, looking haughty.

"Okay, back off."

After saying that, Yun Wu turned around and entered the house as if running away, slamming the door tightly.

It was freezing cold outside, but it was warm inside Yun Wu's boudoir. Chun Xing had lit up the stove early, and the room was getting a little warm.

Chun Xing was changing Yun Wu's clothes, and first took off her thick fox fur.

"Why did the young lady give the black fox fur robe that the master gave you earlier to Xie Rongjing?"

"The robe is dark, but it suits him well."

Yun Wu said lazily. The stove in the room was heating up. After Chun Xing unbuttoned her winter coat, she quickly took off her thick winter coat.

"I just think it's too cheap for him. The black fox fur collar on the robe is a winter robe specially made for you by the master from hunting."

Chun Xing said with some confusion as she put Yun Wu into a warm and comfortable green jacket.

"The lady has not worn it a few times, so I gave it to Xie Rongjing. I don't know what good qualities he has to make the lady treat him like this."

"Well...because..."

Yun Wu fell into deep thought, her beautiful glassy eyes moving, and she couldn't explain why.

"Miss, do you think he is born well? But it is of no use that he is good-looking. His origin as a slave who can be bought and sold at will is lower than the status of a servant in our house."

Chun Xing said with a helpless smile, and quickly took off Yun Wu's already wet shoes and socks.

There are many slaves in the house who think Xie Rongjing is good-looking and tall, but they all regret his status as a slave. Even if he has a good-looking face, it is useless.

Her young lady had been pampered and pampered since she was a child. She was afraid that the young lady would be deceived by Xie Rongjing's face and ruin her wealth in the hands of a slave.

At this time, Xie Rongjing had returned to the small house where he lived, which was a wing in the corner of the yard.

There was a wooden table in the middle of the small room, with a bed on each side. Xie Rongjing slept on the bed on the left.

His bed was neatly made, and there was a neatly wiped wardrobe at the head of the bed.

But Xie Rongjing did not rush to stuff the robe that Yun Wu gave him into the cabinet.

Instead, he sat on his not-so-spacious bed, in the small side room with the door closed, and obsessively buried his head in the robe, sniffing carefully.

"Hmm...yes...it's the smell of the lady..."

There is also a faint and faint fragrance on the outer robe that should not be noticed. The fur collar of this outer robe is made of black fox fur, and the fabric is Sichuan brocade. It can only be wiped but not washed. Yun Wu has only worn it two or three times, and it looks clean. It's clean and not dirty at all.

The most important thing is that there is still a little bit of Yun Wu's body fragrance on it.

The humble slave wearing the clothes of a servant was tightly holding the robe worn by the delicate daughter in his arms, with his high nose and thin lips pressed tightly against the fabric.

There was uncontrollable joy on his handsome face.

It smells so good, he likes it so much, he wants to sleep covered with the clothes the lady wears every day.

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