"But Ajin is coming back today..."
Wanruo wanted to refuse when the words came to her lips, but then she thought of Xie Xianyu's unpredictable temper and finally gave up.
Perhaps he had something important to discuss with her.
Wanruo said to Ding Dong, "If Ah Jin comes back and asks, just say I went to the old lady's."
"yes."
Wanruo then went out.
He first took a walk around the palace garden, then skillfully moved through the rockery to the corner gate of the East Garden. He knocked three times and the door opened.
Qing'an was already waiting: "Cousin."
Wanruo entered Songheju, and Xie Xianyu was in the study in the waterside pavilion again. There were many files piled on his desk, and he was looking through the annotations.
Wanruo often went to his study, but she rarely saw him so busy.
"Cousin, are you still busy with work?"
"Well, the Jiangnan case has not been closed yet, and some evidence books still need to be sorted out. This case is of great importance and cannot be handled lightly." He did not even raise his head.
Then why call her here?
Wanruo said considerately, "Since my cousin is still busy, I won't bother you anymore. I'll see you another day..."
He raised his eyes to look at her and said, "Come and grind the ink."
“…”
Wanruo pursed her lips and could only walk forward, roll up her sleeves, pick up the ink stick and grind ink for him.
This person is becoming more and more difficult to serve. There are piles of maids and servants in Songheju, and she is the only one missing to grind ink?
Xie Xianyu glanced at her, and she looked absent-minded.
"Hurry up."
Wanruo finally came back to her senses and muttered again, "I'm weak and my hands are sore. I really can't go any faster."
"Grinding hurts, and so does bed. You should have practiced a long time ago."
Wanruo was stunned for a moment, her face suddenly turned red, and the scene of him holding her hand and doing that kind of thing inevitably emerged in her mind.
He watched her face flush instantly, and her eyes, which always concealed cunning and scheming, were now filled with shock and embarrassment, a rare moment of purity.
It's also very cute.
The slight dissatisfaction in his heart disappeared completely. He took her hand and gently pulled her to sit on his lap.
He casually picked up a handkerchief and wiped her fingers stained with ink: "If you are tired, take a rest."
Wanruo swallowed the breath that had been choking in her throat, but the blush on her face still wouldn't dissipate easily. She could only speak in a frustrated tone, "Cousin, did you ask me to come here just to grind ink?"
"What else?" He lowered his eyes and wiped her fingers. He moved very slowly, as if he was carefully carving them, wiping each finger one by one.
Wanruo looked at him in a daze, and suddenly a thought popped into her mind: when he gets married, will he also wipe his wife's hands like this?
"What are you looking at?" He suddenly raised his eyes and met her gaze.
Wan Ruo dodged and looked away: "Nothing."
The corners of his lips curled up slightly, and he felt much happier. He let go of her fingers and said, "Wait a moment. I'll be with you when I'm done."
Wanruo curled her lips. Who wants him to accompany her?
She nodded obediently: "I understand."
She got up from his lap, and he casually said, "If you're bored, find a book to read."
"Yeah." She walked to the bookshelf and turned around, her eyes sweeping across the row of classics, history, and miscellaneous books.
Suddenly, I glanced and saw a booklet placed casually on the shelf next to me.
She opened it out of curiosity and was stunned. It turned out that these were business cards from the ladies in Beijing. Perhaps there were too many of them, so they were bound into a book for easy reading.
She casually glanced through the list and saw that they were all ladies from noble families, even the eldest princess's beloved daughter, Princess Duanmin, was among them.
Xie Xianyu is truly a child of destiny, shining brightly.
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