Chapter 33 33 "I'll carry you."
Su Xiaoyuan was in disbelief. What had the puppet called her just now? Had he misheard? He had never called her Master before, so why was he making an exception today?
Although he called out "Master", he raised his chin and spoke in a cold and arrogant tone, as if a spoiled cat was calling out "Shit Shoveler". It was more like a declaration of sovereignty than submission.
Despite this, she was still as excited as if she heard her cat call her mother.
It was not until she heard the puppet coldly ask if it was Senior Brother Xiahou who made her cry that she suddenly realized that poor Senior Brother Xiahou was still lying on the ground being attacked by the cat.
"No, no," she quickly broke free from the puppet's embrace. "I was crying on my own. It has nothing to do with Senior Brother Xiahou."
Fu Tingyun lowered his hands: "Oh."
He had no intention of doing anything to Lady Xiahou. He wouldn't be stupid enough to do that. He had learned from his mistakes and knew that there were things cats could do but he couldn't.
And with Su Xiaoyuan's personality, if something really happened to the Xiahou family, she would definitely blame herself.
Su Xiaoyuan ran to Senior Brother Xiahou, grabbed the cat, and scolded him harshly, "Fu Shenxing, you bad cat!"
As soon as the flat-faced pear blossom landed on the ground, it ran away, squatted down, squinted its cunning green eyes, and licked its paws contentedly.
Su Xiaoyuan didn't bother to teach the cat a lesson and went to check Xiahou Che's injuries first.
I couldn't help but gasp when I saw it.
I saw that Brother Xiahou had many red spots on his cheeks, forehead, chin and neck, with blood beads oozing out. A small tuft of his forehead hair was pulled out - although it was only a small tuft, the position was very conspicuous, right in the middle of his forehead hairline.
It's normal to feel pity for a beauty in distress, but Senior Brother Xiahou wasn't seriously injured, but his baldness was a bit... funny.
Su Xiaoyuan couldn't control the thoughts that flashed through her mind, and she felt even more guilty.
Every time she saw Senior Brother Xiahou, he was always so elegant. She had never seen him look so miserable. It was all because of her cat. To put it another way, it was all because of her.
She hurried over and said, "I'm sorry, Senior Brother Xiahou. Are you okay? It's all my fault for not taking good care of the cat..."
"I'm fine, Xiaoyuan, don't worry. So this is your spirit pet. Its temperament is very different from that of my junior sister..." Xiahou Che was quite graceful. Even though he looked so embarrassed, there was no anger on his face. He laughed at himself helplessly while supporting himself to sit up.
The more generous he was, the more guilty Su Xiaoyuan felt and she was at a loss as to what to do. She could only apologize over and over again.
Xiahou Che stretched out his hand: "Xiaoyuan, please give me a hand."
"Oh!" Su Xiaoyuan was about to reach out to support him, but before she knew it, the puppet figure, like a ghost, rushed in front of her and said, "I'll do it."
After saying that, he picked Xiahou Che up from the ground and added expressionlessly, "I told you I'm here, so you don't have to do the dirty work."
Su Xiaoyuan was already used to the puppet's rude remarks, but fearing that Xia Houche might misunderstand, she quickly said, "He didn't mean anything else, he just doesn't speak well."
Fu Tingyun: "..."
Xiahou Che smiled and said, "I know. Most puppets are like this because they haven't developed their intelligence yet."
Su Xiaoyuan: "Let me accompany you to the clinic..."
Xiahou Che shook his head: "It's just a minor injury, no need to bother with it, I can handle it myself."
After saying that, he raised his hand, made hand gestures, and cast a simple healing spell on himself.
The scratch marks on his face faded, leaving only a crisscross of red marks, like cracks on fine white porcelain. Combined with the physiological redness of the corners of his eyes due to the pain, it actually had a sense of broken beauty.
The patch of hair that was scratched off could not be repaired for the time being, so he took out a hairpin and moved the hair next to it to cover it. The long hair with a side part was soft and flowing, adding a bit of androgynous charm.
In addition, he seemed to have injured his legs when he fell, so he walked with a limp and looked a little frail.
With a few operations, the broken and damaged beauty was instantly transformed.
Not only was Su Xiaoyuan stunned, but even the tabby cat eating watermelon in the distance was amazed: "Meow meow meow..."
This person's rank cannot be underestimated. In comparison, that wicked puppet is too naive.
Su Xiaoyuan wasn't someone whose values were dictated by her appearance, but she was a face control freak after all, and her guilt immediately multiplied several times: "I'm sorry, I'm really sorry..."
Xia Houche said sincerely: "During the time I've known Xiaoyuan, you seem to have been saying sorry all the time. If anyone should apologize, it should be me.
"I'm sorry, I forgot that Xiao Yuan is sentimental and nostalgic, whether it's towards people or things. I judged you by my own standards and hurt your feelings."
He glanced at the expressionless puppet casually, squinted his fox eyes slightly, and said to Su Xiaoyuan: "Xiaoyuan's puppet is much more sophisticated than ordinary puppets. No wonder Xiaoyuan is reluctant to let it go. It's my inconsiderateness.
"You're a simple, kindhearted girl, open to others. I can't help but treat you like a little sister, worried that you might get hurt. You were right just now. This is your own business, and I have no right to interfere."
Su Xiaoyuan waved her hands quickly: "Senior Brother Xiahou also cares about me."
Xia Hou Che tilted his head and smiled faintly: "Then you are not angry with me anymore?"
Su Xiaoyuan was a little angry at first, but after the accident just now, she had long forgotten her anger.
"Are we still friends then?"
"certainly……"
"Are you still willing to join me in the Wushan Festival?"
Xiahou Che was the "mentor" that Elder Qin specially found for her. Su Xiaoyuan never thought of changing him, and besides, she had no one to change.
"Of course I would."
Xia Hou Che breathed a sigh of relief: "Then I'm relieved."
He glanced at the puppet again, his eyes wavering like water waves: "As for the evil curse, just pretend I never mentioned it. Whether you want to find a debuff is entirely up to you.
"I'll be going back now. Be careful in everything you do. If anything happens... remember to send me a message and I'll rush over immediately."
"It'll be fine...but thank you so much, brother."
"Then see you in class tomorrow." Xiahou Che left a carefree smile and walked away like a willow in the wind.
After Xiahou Che walked away, Su Xiaoyuan calmed down and finally realized something was wrong.
She looked at her puppet suspiciously: "Fu Tingyun, how did you know I was here?"
This place was close to the ferry, and quite a distance from her courtyard. She hadn't told the puppet man that she would ask for leave in advance, so how could he suddenly appear here? And what a coincidence, appearing just when she was crying anxiously?
Fu Tingyun glanced at the cat, thought for a moment, and keenly realized that this matter could not be blamed on the cat.
He made a quick decision: "Blood contract."
Su Xiaoyuan was stunned for a moment, then she remembered that they had indeed made a contract on the day they drew the puppet blind box.
"Can a blood pact let you know where I am?"
"Yes, I can also tell that you are being bullied."
"Senior Brother Xiahou really didn't bully me..."
The puppet snorted in a rather anthropomorphic manner: "Then why are you crying?"
"I..." Su Xiaoyuan was speechless for a moment, "I just love to cry, it's my nature."
"He wanted you to burn me. I heard it." Fu Tingyun stated the facts calmly.
Su Xiaoyuan's heart skipped a beat. She swallowed hard and decided to ask for clarification: "Fu Tingyun...was it you who threw the cat at my face just now?"
She turned her head and looked at the puppet's inorganic black eyes, her heart beating like a drum.
"yes."
To her surprise, the puppet readily admitted it.
Su Xiaoyuan: "Do you hate Senior Brother Xiahou?"
"yes."
"Because he wanted to burn you?"
Fu Tingyun paused, turned sideways and looked into her eyes: "Because he wants to burn your puppet."
He didn't take Xia Hou seriously at all. Even if that kind of person lived for another eight hundred years, she couldn't hurt him at all. He didn't even bother to look at her, but since he wanted to burn her things, you couldn't blame him for taking action.
Su Xiaoyuan has always been slow to react, but she somehow heard the difference between the two. Her heart inexplicably skipped a beat and her cheeks slowly became hot.
The puppet stared at her face for a while, then took out a leather water bag with a cat's paw pattern from the Qiankun bag at his waist and handed it to her: "Drink."
Su Xiaoyuan was a little surprised: "How do you know I'm thirsty?"
Fu Tingyun lifted his eyelids. So much water had flowed out that he was really worried that the water in her body would run dry.
Su Xiaoyuan took a sip and found the water unusually sweet. She gulped down a few mouthfuls and returned the water bag to him. "Let's go back. I'm a little tired. I want to go back and lie down for a while..."
"Don't you want to find a curse-breaker?" the puppet asked in a businesslike tone.
"Forget it, I won't go." Su Xiaoyuan had already made up her mind, so she simply closed her eyes and pretended not to know.
She hadn't heard Senior Brother Xiahou talk about the evil curse before, so she didn't think about it that way at all. Isn't everything fine?
The puppet said, "Since we've already made an appointment, why not check it out and confirm that there's no evil curse? Then you can rest assured."
"I have nothing to worry about..." Su Xiaoyuan muttered.
fraud.
Fu Tingyun: "I also want to know if there is any evil curse on him."
Would a puppet actually worry about such a thing?
"I don't want to suddenly go crazy and hunt you down one day."
Su Xiaoyuan recalled her dream last night and felt guilty. She stammered, "Okay then..."
The two of them walked towards the gate, ready to board the wing boat.
After walking a few hundred steps, Su Xiaoyuan felt tired.
I just cried and was scared by that bad cat. Now my legs are weak - not to mention that I have the system's soft body debuff.
"Tired?" The puppet turned and asked her.
"A little bit." Su Xiaoyuan admitted.
"I'll carry you." said the puppet.
“No, no, no… ah!”
Before she could say the third "no need", Su Xiaoyuan felt her body lighten and her feet left the ground.
The next second, she found herself being carried on the puppet's back.
Her body was leaning on his back, the inner sides of her legs pressed against his waist. She could almost feel the strong and tight muscles on his waist. A pair of strong hands supported her knees steadily.
Su Xiaoyuan hadn't been carried like this since she graduated from kindergarten. She felt both ashamed and a little curious. She carefully and gently grabbed the puppet's shoulders.
Fu Tingyun walked forward quickly, and Su Xiaoyuan leaned back unconsciously due to inertia and couldn't help but exclaimed.
"Hold on tight, or you'll fall."
Before he finished speaking, the puppet's hands suddenly loosened. Su Xiaoyuan's heart skipped a beat and she subconsciously put her arms around his neck, pressing her upper body tightly against his back. Through several layers of fabric, her skin seemed to feel the undulations of his back muscles and the wing-like shape of his shoulder blades.
She felt hot all over.
"Your heart is beating fast," the puppet said in a flat voice. "Are you afraid of falling?"
"No..." Su Xiaoyuan muttered.
"What is that?"
"I'm afraid of falling..." She couldn't say that she was embarrassed to be carried by the puppet.
"Hold my neck and you won't fall."
Su Xiaoyuan hugged his neck obediently, and the puppet slowed down its pace inexplicably.
She swayed gently with his steps, rising and falling slightly, her legs swinging back and forth, and after she got used to it, she felt a little comfortable.
"Fu Tingyun, why are you so nice to me?" She rested her head on his shoulder and whispered softly into his ear, "Is it because of the blood contract?"
The puppet didn't answer but asked, "Why are you asking that?"
"Why what?"
"Why are you nice to me? I'm just a puppet, not even a human."
Su Xiaoyuan was surprised: "Am I good to you? I order you to do this and that every day..."
"You said that even if there was an evil spell, you wouldn't let them burn me."
"So that's what it is!" Su Xiaoyuan suddenly realized. "Isn't this natural? For example, if the sect has a rule that forbids keeping cats, I'm willing to find a good owner for it, but I can't let someone else kill it. Although you don't have a life like a cat, it's the same to me."
The puppet man paused, his hands suddenly loosened, and he straightened his back.
Su Xiaoyuan suddenly slipped off his back and was startled: "What's wrong with you? Fu Tingyun?"
"It's because of the blood contract." The puppet threw down a sentence, stretched out his long legs, and walked forward without looking back.
Su Xiaoyuan was stunned for a moment before she realized that he was answering her previous question.
He treats her well because of the blood contract.
She felt a little lost for no reason.
"Okay, I understand," Su Xiaoyuan said a little aggrievedly, "but why did you suddenly throw me down?"
"You can put the cat on your back."
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