Chapter 104 Still Disliking Her
After taking Yu Nian's pulse, Sang Tian knelt on one knee, awaiting the impending storm.
"I failed in my duty, please punish me, sir."
Chunyu Han was enveloped in a chill that even a raging fire at the Prime Minister's residence could not dispel.
Sang Tian knelt down without daring to raise his head; he was certain he would be punished today.
Yu Nian's mind was much clearer now. She got up from the low couch and saw Chunyu Han sitting next to her. She rested her head on Chunyu Han's lap very familiarly.
“It was I who told Sangtian not to keep watch at the Prime Minister’s residence every night. Even a person made of iron couldn’t endure this every day. Please don’t punish Sangtian, sir. If you must punish someone, punish me instead.”
Ultimately, this matter cannot be blamed on Sangtian; it was Yu Nian's own carelessness that led to the loss of Jingzhou.
Do you want me to throw you back into the fire to roast you?
Chunyu Han felt Yu Nian's weight on his lap, and looking down at Yu Nian's languid appearance, the coldness in his body finally dissipated a bit.
Tsk, fickle man, this isn't the time for you to call me Niannian!
Yu Nian reached out and hooked a strand of Chunyu Han's dark hair that was hanging down, twirling it between her fingertips.
"If you really wanted me to die, why would you risk saving me?"
Chunyu Han slapped away Yu Nian's restless hand and snorted coldly.
"Now is not the time for you to die."
At least Yu Nian can't get into trouble before the wedding, otherwise all the previous acting will have been for nothing.
"Oh, my head is still a little dizzy. Could you ask Sangtian to prescribe some medicine for me?"
Yu Nian wasn't lying. If she hadn't been dizzy and unable to wake up, she wouldn't have been unaware that the fire was burning so fiercely.
"Go down."
Chunyu Han finally relented, and Sang Tian felt like she had been granted a pardon. She glanced gratefully at Yu Nian, otherwise she would have been in jail tonight and suffered a lot.
Before Yu Nian could even catch her breath, Chunyu Han's cold voice rang out above her again.
"Canghai, go find the arsonist and execute him on the spot."
Damn it, Chunyu Han, this big villain, really does nothing but fight and kill. Yu Nian thinks that asking him to lay down his butcher's knife is no different from daydreaming.
"Don't kill! Don't kill!"
Yu Nian turned over and sat up, looking at Chunyu Han with a rare serious expression.
"I thank you for your kindness, sir, but could you please let me handle this matter myself?"
Chunyu Han glanced at Yu Nian with displeasure, his expression seemingly questioning her.
"Can you handle this?"
What a fool! He almost lost his life tonight, and he's still being so soft-hearted.
"Please trust me this once, sir."
Yu Nian was distracted this time, which allowed someone to take advantage of her. Now that she thinks about it, she realized that she had fallen into someone else's trap from the moment she received that bowl of calming soup.
As for who this person was, Yu Nian knew perfectly well.
She underestimated the two maids that Madam Lu sent.
"what ever."
Chunyu Han's expression was aloof, and she thought he was very willing to care about her trivial matters.
[Friendly reminder: Chunyu Han's happiness level has decreased by 20.]
Yu Nian was stunned. What was wrong with this person? He got angry because he wasn't allowed to kill...
"Sir~"
Yu Nian moved to Chunyu Han's side and began to massage his shoulders attentively.
"I know you want to stand up for me, but it's just a small matter, how could I dare to trouble you?"
Her soft, delicate hands kneaded and massaged his shoulders, which was very relaxing. Chunyu Han remained silent, so Yu Nian changed the subject.
"Didn't you say you'd be back in three to five days? How come you're back tonight?"
Yu Nian was naturally overjoyed when Chunyu Han returned, as this meant she had preserved her merit points.
"Isn't it because someone sent three letters in two days to urge us on?"
Fortunately, he came back early. If he had come back a day later, he could have attended Yu Nian's funeral directly.
"That's not right."
Yu Nian playfully leaned close to Chunyu Han's ear, her voice soft and sweet.
"The master rushed back so quickly, he must have missed me."
The girl's fragrant breath sprayed onto her earlobe, more scorching than the heat of flames.
"Hu Zu".
Chunyu Han turned away, avoiding Yu Nian's gaze, so she wouldn't see his ears, which were slightly burning.
"Take this."
Chunyu Han took a cloth bag from the table and handed it to Yu Nian.
Is this... a gift that Chunyu Han brought back for her from his business trip? But the square shape made Yu Nian suspicious.
Opening the cloth bag revealed a corner of the dark blue book cover.
Yu Nian glanced at it and a bad feeling welled up inside him. Could this be another condensed version of some kind of female virtues...?
Yu Nian would rather Chunyu Han bring her something delicious than this.
Somewhat reluctantly, Yu Nian took out the booklet, and the four words on it surprised her.
These are two calligraphy practice books: "Hairpin Flower Small Regular Script" and "Hairpin Flower Small Regular Script".
Yu Nian finally understood that Chunyu Han disliked her handwriting and wanted her to practice.
Yu Nian secretly scoffed, thinking, "She's blind to talent! She's just not used to calligraphy. Besides, is it really that ugly? I wrote the letter to Chunyu Han two or three times, choosing the best one to send him!"
"Go back and practice your handwriting. It's so embarrassing for a girl to write like that, it looks like a cockroach crawling."
Chunyu Han himself was puzzled. It is said that one's handwriting reflects one's character. Yu Nian's appearance is not bad, but his handwriting is really not flattering.
"Sir, this calligraphy is too petty and unrefined. I don't want to copy it."
Yu Nian chuckled dryly. She had no desire to practice; she'd rather rest for a while. But she couldn't directly offend Chunyu Han. With a flicker of her bright, peach-blossom eyes, Yu Nian had an idea.
"If I had to copy something, I would only copy the words of adults."
Yu Nian had seen Chunyu Han's calligraphy once; it was characterized by its strong, vigorous strokes and winding, serpentine lines.
It doesn't look like the work of a eunuch; it looks more like the work of a general who has studied the classics.
Yu Nian was certain that Chunyu Han wouldn't be so narcissistic, nor would he have the time to write his own calligraphy book.
"Those who are dealing with me, are they perhaps planning to forge my messages later?"
Yu Nian is incredibly audacious; he's capable of doing something like this.
Yu Nian was taken aback and really wanted to ask Chunyu Han if he had paranoia.
"You're really wronging me, sir. Yu Nian should stop practicing and just write this bad handwriting. That will put your mind at ease."
Yu Nian stubbornly put down the calligraphy copybook, her evasive manner as if the thing was burning her hand.
"My lord, someone from the Prime Minister's residence has come to take Miss Yu back to her residence. They say the fire has been extinguished."
Canghai really didn't want to disturb his family and Yu Nian, but two groups of people had arrived from outside, and it would be inappropriate not to inform them.
"Then I'll head back now~"
Yu Nian was overjoyed. The arrival of the people from the Prime Minister's residence was just in time, allowing her to escape.
Yu Nian followed the steward toward the South Garden. The once elegant South Garden was now a scene of charred blackness, emitting a pungent smell of smoke.
Yu Nian is no saint; since the other party has gone to such extremes, she shouldn't blame her either.
Yu Nian had only taken a few steps inside when she suddenly heard a crying sound mixed in with the noise. Looking over, she saw her Chun Tao squatting on the ground crying among the people cleaning up the mess!
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