Chapter 103: My Lord is So Good
[Master, Master, please wake up! Something is going to happen!]
Xiao Jin was so anxious that he was running around, trying to wake up Wenjiu, but it was of no use. He could only watch as the Fourth Master's face became darker and darker.
The warm wine chased away the annoying flies, and he subconsciously tried to turn over. This movement pulled at the wound, causing him to gasp in pain. Wu grunted and returned to his previous position, lying face down. However, his sleep was extremely restless, and his brows were knitted together.
The Fourth Master looked at her grinning face and inexplicably felt better: "You deserve it. You deserve the pain."
He turned around and picked up his book, forcing his mind back to the book.
[Is this... over?] Xiao Jin was dazed, crouching over Fourth Master's book and looking at him for a long time. Di Wangxing wasn't angry anymore? He used to get angry at every word, but today, after being beaten, he just let it go?
After watching for a long time without finding anything to explain, Xiao Jin went to look at its owner again. Wow, he was sleeping so soundly, the kind that even his surroundings didn't seem to be able to hear the sound of sleep!
Wen Jiu was woken up by his own hunger: "Hmm, I really want to eat roast duck..."
Rubbing his eyes, Wenjiu yawned again. Seeing that the Fourth Master was still reading, he pulled his sleeve and said, "Master, Jiuer promised Wangcai that he would eat roast duck."
The Fourth Master turned back to look at the wine being warmed, then glanced at Wangcai who was soundly sleeping: "Who wants to eat it?"
"Master, please have someone make one for you. Wangcai and I both want to eat one." Wenjiu put her head close to the Fourth Master and rubbed it. After that, she was stunned.
When she was little, she would always act like a spoiled braised pig with her grandfather, rubbing his arm and saying she wanted to eat his secret sauce pork elbow. At that time, her grandfather would always rub her head helplessly and say to her, "Okay, Jiuer, you can eat whatever you want."
Just as she was in a daze, she suddenly felt a pair of warm hands covering her head.
"I agree. Just this once, and it won't happen again." The Fourth Master said in a firm tone.
She had just woken up, and her voice was soft and lazy. She was staring at him with such expectation that it was really hard to resist.
The Fourth Master was also angry, but he was only angry at himself. I wonder when he started to be in a good mood? This made the Fourth Master appreciate the power of pillow talk.
However, the Fourth Master couldn't help but wonder how such a small person could have such a big appetite?
She ate more than me at lunch, and now I'm still a little bloated. But she fell asleep as soon as she got on the bus, and was hungry again when she woke up. Is there a bottomless pit in her stomach?
Wen Jiu looked at the cold and handsome face of the Fourth Master and suddenly smiled: "Master is so nice." These words were quite sincere.
The Fourth Master was quite stunned when he heard this. When he thought about it carefully, he had never heard such words in his life.
Needless to say, he was not the only son of the Emperor, nor was he the best son. He had even rarely been praised since childhood. His adoptive mother, Empress Tong, was also a quiet person, so naturally she would not love him and say this.
Not to mention brothers, it would be uncomfortable if they didn't curse each other when they met.
Besides, the women in the harem who depended on him naturally didn’t say anything bad about him, but no one said they were good so bluntly either.
No one had ever held his hand like this, or said to him with a look of dependence that he was so kind. It was as if... they were only talking to Yinzhen, not the fourth prince of the Aisin-Gioro family.
After a few breaths, the Fourth Master turned his head stiffly and said uncomfortably: "If you are sleepy, just sleep for a while. I won't forget your roast duck." There seemed to be some impatience in his tone.
Wenjiu yawned again and actually closed her eyes. With nothing to do, she wanted to go and take a look at the space.
The Fourth Master thought she would say something else, but after waiting for a long time, she didn't say anything. When he looked down, he found that she had fallen asleep again.
Looking closely, she was still holding her own hand, leaning her entire face on his hand, looking very dependent, with a satisfied smile on the corner of her mouth.
"Heartless." The Fourth Master muttered this, but he didn't pull his hand away.
When Wenjiu entered the space, he heard the sound of the love-hate bracelet.
[Ding, I received two top-level hearts from Emperor Star.]
Xiao Jin couldn't help but give Wen Jiu a thumbs up: "Amazing, even when you're sleeping, Emperor Star gives you love."
Wen Jiu was also quite puzzled: "I don't know what's going on. The heart he gave me earlier was also before going to bed, right? He just grew two more while I was sleeping. Could it be that he likes watching me sleep?"
"Ah?" Xiao Jin scratched his head. "Could it be? Is there anyone else who has this habit?"
Wen Jiu pinched his chin and thought for a moment, then said seriously, "I'll know if I try it."
At that moment, he immediately left the space and pulled the Fourth Master's hand: "Master, I'm awake."
The Fourth Master was startled by Wenjiu's voice. He frowned and looked at Wenjiu, waiting for her next words.
Then she yawned and said, "Master, I'm going to sleep."
Then, right in the Fourth Master's sight, he crawled down and fell asleep, his breathing instantly becoming even.
Fourth Master: “?”
"Yeah, Master, I'm awake again."
"I want to sleep again!"
After returning to the space and waiting for a long time, I didn't hear any sound of growing love. Instead, there was a sudden thunder and rain in the space.
Xiao Jin swallowed his saliva: "...Master, Emperor Star seems to be angry."
Wen Jiu also swallowed his saliva: "Well, let's go out later."
The Fourth Master stared at the wine warmer with a dark face for a while. Seeing that she didn't move, he reached out and pushed her. He pushed her several times but there was no response. She actually fell asleep.
Fourth Master: “…” His fists are itching!
On the other side of the wine warmer, after waiting for a long time for the dark clouds to dissipate, she couldn't help but curl her lips: "It was just a joke, why are you angry? You even soaked other people's tableware."
At the moment, she felt somewhat relieved that she had put all the rice, flour and other ingredients into the storage box, otherwise they would have been wasted.
"What should we do with the firewood? It's all wet through."
Xiao Jin smiled and said, "It's okay, Master. I'll do it in a moment. It's just that I don't have any dry firewood in this space to cook for you recently."
Wen Jiu spread his hands: "There's no other way, it can only be like this for now, I will find an opportunity to install some rainproof facilities later."
After the rain, the sky cleared up and the whole space was filled with the moist scent of earth, which was exceptionally fresh.
Looking around, the space is now a little bigger, about 60 square meters, but it is a bit empty. She can count her things on one hand.
A large storage treasure chest, a table moved from the second floor of Qingliang Pavilion, an emperor tree, a small lake, a few watermelons, some necessary kitchen utensils and farm tools, and nothing else.
The Fourth Master stayed overnight yesterday and gave me a seed of the flower of rebirth when I woke up in the morning, but I haven't had time to plant it yet.
There is also a seed of the tree of rebirth, but it is not used for the time being.
The night before, all the thirty-five hearts that the Fourth Master had were exchanged for physical strength by warm wine.
Now there are only three hearts left that just grew today, ten black hearts from Ninth Master, twenty black hearts from Tenth Master, and two hearts that were inexplicably given by Third Master.
Wenjiu immediately planted the seeds of the flower of rebirth. He used two of the Third Master's love and ten of the Ninth Master's hatred and successfully harvested a flower of rebirth.
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