Wen Nan usually stays in her room, while Lu Yanqing stays outside, never sharing a space with Wen Nan.
He just wanted to come in and tidy up his things, but he never expected to see this scene.
A woman's feet are a very private matter, only to be seen by her beloved.
Lu Yanqing lowered his phoenix eyes, and the beauty mark at the corner of his eye seemed to droop slightly as well. His long eyelashes concealed the emotions in the young man's eyes.
However, the redness on her ears was impossible to ignore.
He could already imagine how Wen Nan would insult him, but the expected insults did not come.
Wen Nan gently stirred the water in the basin with her feet, making a splashing sound.
For some reason, Lu Yanqing felt her ears burning even hotter.
Wen Nan raised her eyes and took in the red mark on Lu Yanqing's ears. She blushed just from looking at his feet... How innocent could she be?
Wen Nan's gaze shifted downwards to the crutch lying on the ground, and her eyebrows lifted slightly.
"My lord, I am hungry." The woman's soft and weak voice rang out. Just by listening to her voice, one could tell that she was extremely weak and pitiful.
Wen Nan didn't expose her, but changed the subject, adhering to the idea that a woman who knows how to be charming has the best life.
Lu Yanqing frowned, banishing the thought from his mind. He knew Wen Nan's appearance all too well.
Weak, pitiful... those are not words that describe Wennan.
Lu Yanqing hurriedly picked up his crutch from the floor, walking with his arms and legs moving in unison.
"I'll cook for you." Lu Yanqing said, pushing open the door and leaving, making sure to close the wooden door tightly, instantly blocking out the cold wind.
Wen Nan gently stirred the water in the basin, which warmed her up a bit.
Tyrant... Tyrant... Looking at Lu Yanqing now, so docile, what must he have gone through to turn evil?
Lu Yanqing brought in a steaming bowl of noodles and placed it on the table. Wen Nan's body warmed up, and she sat down at the table, picked up her chopsticks, and took a bite of the noodles.
Lu Yanqing had packed her things and was ready to leave.
"Why aren't you eating?" Wen Nan asked, watching Lu Yanqing's retreating figure.
I took another big bite.
"The noodles my husband cooked were delicious. I've never eaten such good food before." Wen Nan's eyes flickered slightly as she praised someone for their kindness... she did it with ease.
"I have to go to school. If I'm any later, I'll miss the oxcart." Lu Yanqing coughed awkwardly, his clear voice like a stream flowing over a blue stone. He packed a few books, put them in his bundle, and carried them on his back.
"Wear more clothes, it's cold outside." Wen Nan said, running to the wardrobe and taking out a cloak belonging to Lu Yanqing, handing it to him.
The warm cloak that Lu Yanqing had been wearing was already soaked. Fortunately, Lu Yanqing had two cloaks, but the one he was wearing now was rather thin.
Lu Yanqing frowned, his expression slightly taken aback. He reached out and took the cloak, his voice cold, "You're just copying books for someone else, the money hasn't arrived yet, you don't need to be so attentive."
"The money will have to wait until three days later."
Lu Yanqing, despite his frozen hands and feet in the dead of winter, stayed up all night copying books for others. He loved reading, and his handwriting was exceptionally skillful.
Most of the books that others asked Lu Yanqing to copy were rare, unique editions available on the market. Lu Yanqing was happy to do so; he loved reading, and copying them helped him improve his memory, plus he could earn some money. He was extremely happy about it.
Each copy costs 300 copper coins.
Of course, the money all ended up in the original owner's hands.
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