Quick Travel: Cannon fodder, she is beautiful, Lu Ziye

Hodgson couldn't tell what he was feeling at this moment.

It's just that, suddenly, I want to just follow her wishes.

Hodgson's eyebrows were condensed. Even when the servant came to ask for instructions respectfully, he just said coldly: "Don't let people die."

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The palace was far more lively than Bai Nuannuan imagined.

Instead, she seemed like an outsider. The maids and guards who came and went all glanced at her with extremely curious eyes.

Bai Nuannuan couldn't hold it back anymore and turned her head and buried herself in Hodgson's arms.

A muffled voice came out: "It's so embarrassing."

Hodgson himself didn't even notice that the corners of his lips curled up slightly.

He carried the person into his room, wrapped his long straight legs in his long boots, and closed the door, blocking out all probing eyes.

The smart butler has already prepared the necessary potion.

Hodgson knelt on one knee and reached out to take off the shoe on her injured foot.

Her feet are small and as delicate as white jade.

Scarlet blood drops came out drop by drop.

The wound was not deep, but there were a lot of broken pieces of porcelain mixed in the skin, which posed a risk of infection.

Bai Nuannuan always feels weird.

Her foot just stepped on the palm of Hodgson's hand. The iodine used to disinfect the wound was cold, and it still hurt a little when she accidentally scratched the broken skin wound.

I really wanted to pull my foot back, but the ankle was caught by his big palm.

"Don't make trouble."

The low voice unconsciously contained some coaxing elements, as if he was coaxing a restless child.

Bai Nuannuan felt even weirder.

Especially when she saw Hodgson using gauze to wrap her entire foot into a pig's trotter.

Her expression at this moment is difficult to describe in words.

"It's just a small wound..."

The man who had just lowered his head to treat her wounds suddenly raised his head at this moment.

The amber pupils were like a whirlpool, tempting her all the time.

"Anatasha, stop it."

The low-alcohol and gorgeous cello-like voice made Bai Nuannuan feel soft all over. The tips of her ears were reddish, and she curled her lips and said harshly: "If you don't want to make trouble, then let's make trouble..."

He reached for the pillow on the bed and hugged it. Most of his face was hidden behind the pillow, only his eyes were exposed.

"Don't touch the water in the near future, and don't forget to apply medicine."

Bai Nuannuan nodded casually a few times and responded: "I understand."

Hodgson opened his lips, clearly wanting to say something more, when there was a sudden knock on the door of the room, and an extremely familiar voice came.

"Sister Anatasha, I know you are in there!"

It's Cinderella's voice.

The two people in the room looked at each other and said nothing in tacit agreement.

The door opened, and Cinderella rushed in furiously.

When he saw Bai Nuannuan, his tone was indescribably excited.

"Sister Anatasha, are you here to rescue me?"

Bai Nuannuan: "Huh?" Where did this conclusion come from?

He met Cinderella's hopeful eyes.

Bai Nuannuan was suspiciously sluggish.

Faced with such eyes, Bai Nuannuan shook her head: "I'm sorry Cinderella, I didn't come to take you away."

In one second, Cinderella's expression changed seven or eight ways.

From surprise to disappointment.

"It turns out that it's me who is too sentimental again..."

Bai Nuannuan secretly wanted to comfort her, but when the words came to her mouth, she seemed to be controlled invisibly, and she couldn't say a word.