797. It’s Not You Telling Me That I’m Talented
"Young Master, we have brought the cotton wool. Please wipe the wound quickly."
Ignoring the young man's surprise, the girl pulled the young man to sit at the table, used a hairpin to block the hair on the young man's forehead, revealing the forehead that was scratched by silver gloves, and gently wiped away the blood with cotton wool.
"Hiss~~"
The wound with bleeding scars felt the slightest pain when it touched the cotton wool. The beautiful boy's slender white fingers reached out and grabbed the girl's wrist holding the cotton wool. He opened his eyes that were misty with pain and begged for mercy.
With.
Not a word more is said, but a sentiment is brewed.[
The beautiful young man obviously didn't speak, but his vivid eyes showed exactly what he wanted to express.
He was silently telling the girl that he hurt, it hurt, it hurt, it hurt.
"No, young master, isn't he going to pass the hall master's test tomorrow? The pain then will be much worse than this pain."
Worried about the test that the young man had to pass tomorrow, the girl was unusually stern when she spoke.
"tell me
Grabbing the girl's finger, he gently rubbed the blood veins on the girl's wrist, exuding a faint and charming beauty. It was a pure ambiguity that had never been precipitated by the world.
The liquid in her blood beats, bit by bit, into the girl's heart, which is full of strange feelings, ready to come out, leaping up and down violently.
"No
The words of rejection were very sad to say.
The girl withdrew her arm from the boy's fiery jade fingers and reluctantly answered.
"Good Shuang'er, can you tell me? If I can't pass the test tomorrow, the hall master's aunt will lock me in the quiet hall for three years and won't let me out. Please tell me a little bit about what aspects the hall master's aunt will take the test on. I
I know what I’m doing, so I can sleep peacefully at night!”
He grabbed the girl's waist and pulled her into his arms. The beautiful boy pressed against the girl's chest and listened quietly to the girl's heartbeat. There was a hint of trembling and fear in his words.
"I can't disobey my mother
His mother sent her to stay with him because she didn't want him to have the chance to fail in his studies and take advantage of You Lord's mischief, which would cause trouble for him when he took over Youtang ten years later and would not be able to secure the position of Youtang.
Now, he came to ask her how to pass the test.
How could she tell him?
As his personal bodyguard, how could she harm his future?
"Well, okay! How about this? Shuang'er, come with me quickly!"
Pulling the girl to the inner hall, the beautiful young man lifted up the cotton mattress on the collapsed bed and folded it aside. He took a dagger and unscrewed the iron nails on the collapsed board. He held the collapsed board with both hands and folded it upwards to fix it.
Where the collapsed board is relatively flat, there is a small simulation layout of a battle. The layout involves various key topics for teaching and performance assessments. Each topic is marked with flags and separated by lines.
Easy to read.[
The beautiful young man pointed at the collapsed sky, held the girl's hand with his jade fingers, brought it to the layout, and said word by word: "Tomorrow's battle problem, I will point to one place. If it is wrong, you will
Move your fingers, if it's right, hold me back
In this way, even if the hall master’s aunt asks, it’s not your fault, right? Because it’s not you who told me, but my own guess. If the hall master’s aunt is really to blame, she can only blame me.
You are very talented, right?"
The voice of the beautiful young man is as pure and fragrant as wine, revealing a little bit of sexiness and temptation that is divorced from reality. It is illusive and misty, as if a handful of quicksand and water's poisonous emotions are twisted in the palm of his hand, without any trace of it.
Chapter completed!