Shancha and Shannai were frightened by their master's sharp gaze and trembled immediately kneeled down.
When Wen Mianmian saw this, she knew that her master must have misunderstood.
She quickly said, "Master, don't be angry. It's none of their business. I wanted to learn embroidery myself. I just started learning, so my fingers are like this." Wen Mianmian felt a little embarrassed as she spoke.
After all, saying this makes you look stupid. You can't even hold a needle at this age. If someone hears you say it, you will be laughed at.
"If you don't know how, then why did you learn this and mess up your fingers like this?" The Fourth Master glared at her angrily.
"Stupid servant, what are you still standing there for? Go get the medicine." The Fourth Master turned his head to look at the two people kneeling on the ground and scolded with a sullen face.
"Yes, yes, I'll go right away." Shancha Shannai was frightened by the Fourth Master's angry look and quickly got up to get the medicine.
Wen Mianmian was also frightened by the Fourth Master's appearance.
I didn't dare to speak and just stared at him blankly.
The Fourth Master helped her sit on the warm couch. Seeing the dazed expression on the little princess's face, he wanted to scold her but couldn't say the words.
"You're stupid, looking at me like that."
"Is Master angry?" Wen Mianmian asked cautiously.
This Fourth Master is quite scary when he has a stern face.
"What do you think? If you can't embroider, just let the people below do it. Why torture yourself like this?"
The Fourth Master sat beside her, took her hand, and looked at her carefully.
"I'm not trying to torture myself. I don't know how to embroider, but that's why I asked Shancha to teach me."
"But I didn't expect the needle to be disobedient, and this is what happened."
Wen Mianmian also felt a little aggrieved. If it weren't for the Fourth Master, would she have tortured her hands like this?
"Then why are you learning embroidery? I've never seen you do these things before."
Although it's quite strange that the little princess can't embroider.
But she is his woman now, so it doesn’t matter if she doesn’t know these things.
"No...nothing, I just...I just want to learn." Wen Mianmian spoke haltingly, her eyes evasive, and she looked a little guilty.
"Why, you can't tell me?" Seeing her like this, the Fourth Master suddenly became interested.
As far as he knew, the little princess would not learn something for no reason unless it was useful to her.
Otherwise, she wouldn't think about making something delicious tomorrow, but would learn these boring things.
Before he could speak, the Fourth Master said, "If you don't say anything, wait a moment and I'll ask your servants."
Wen Mianmian: “…”
When did the Fourth Master become so gossipy!
And I have to make it crystal clear.
Wen Mianmian sighed, then looked at the Fourth Master with a sad face, "This is all for the Master, otherwise I wouldn't do this."
Since the Fourth Master said so, she would not hide it.
It was the Fourth Master's responsibility that his hand was pierced like this.
Although it was a bit unreasonable for her to think so.
But isn’t there a saying that goes like this!
Those who are pampered are fearless.
She had no parents before and didn't know what it felt like to be loved.
Although she traveled through time and space into the original owner's body and had her memories, she knew that the original owner's parents were particularly fond of her.
But that wasn't her, she had never experienced this feeling.
That is, after she fell into the water, the Fourth Master showed her considerate care and punished Wu for her. And just now, the worry in his eyes because his hand was injured was also genuine.
So she also wanted to know whether she currently had a small place in the Fourth Master's heart.
When the Fourth Master heard Wen Mianmian's words, he was a little confused.
What does this have to do with him?
He didn't force her to learn embroidery.
"Why do you say that? I didn't ask you to embroider anything."
"I heard this afternoon that the Master's birthday is in two months, and everyone will make something for him."
"After hearing this, I thought I didn't know how to embroider, so I asked Shancha to call me... and that's how it happened."
It’s a bit embarrassing to say this about Wen Mianmian. Will the Fourth Master feel that he is too stupid?
After hearing this, the Fourth Master's frown relaxed a lot, and a hint of smile appeared between his brows.
Then he asked with interest, "So Mianmian specially learned embroidery because she wanted to give a gift to me."
"What else can I do? It's not like I'm idle." Wen Mianmian pouted in dissatisfaction.
She has a lot to do, right?
If she didn't just want to give a gift to the Fourth Master, would she have to torture her fingers like this?
After all, it hurts, and it's not like she has a masochistic tendency.
The Fourth Master looked at her adorable appearance and couldn't help but chuckle, "I was wondering why you started embroidering out of the blue. So this is how it is."
He paused and looked at the little princess and said, "Then Mianmian plans to embroider something for me." The Fourth Master raised his eyebrows.
Wen Mianmian: "Ahem, well, I think the master must be tired of seeing the same things every year."
"So I thought I must give my master something different."
"Oh, what different thing do you want to give me?" The Fourth Master raised his eyebrows and asked leisurely.
"Hehe, this is a secret. The master will know it later. I will definitely not let the master down." Wen Mianmian smiled and kept the secret.
Although the Fourth Master was somewhat curious, he did not press her further since she had said so.
Just then Shancha came in with medicine.
"Master, I don't need to apply medicine. These are just minor wounds. I don't feel any pain anymore." Wen Mianmian felt helpless when she saw this.
But I also feel a little happy in my heart, because it shows that my master cares about me.
"Really?" As he said that, the Fourth Master pinched Wen Mianmian's little finger with his big hand.
"Hiss" The pain made Wen Mianmian subconsciously want to withdraw her hand.
But it was held tightly by the Fourth Master. Wen Mianmian looked up and saw the Fourth Master looking at her with a faint smile.
"Didn't you say it didn't hurt?" the Fourth Master teased.
Wen Mianmian: “…”
When did the Fourth Master become like this?
Where is her cold and domineering boss, the Fourth Master?
"You pinched me, how can it be the same?" Wen Mianmian glared at the Fourth Master and said coquettishly.
Fourth Master: Oh, this little princess has developed a bad temper.
Shancha lowered her head slightly and didn't dare to say a word, but the princess was so powerful that she was not even afraid of her master.
Seeing that there was still a servant standing here, the Fourth Master waved his hand and asked him to leave.
Then he applied medicine to Wen Mianmian himself.
Wen Mianmian was flattered and said with a smile: "How can I trouble you, Master? How about I do it myself?"
She said she would do it herself, but Wen Mianmian stretched out her tender little hand and handed it to the Fourth Master.
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