The cannon fodder of quick travel is dying again

Chapter 192 Out of the Cocoon
Lin Xiaocao got the news that someone in the royal city had seen her jade pendant in the past two days.

So she bent her waist and was about to slip out the door, but she was caught by a pair of big hands.

She turned her head stiffly: "Brother?"

Lin Yuan's face was dark: "Don't you know what's going on these two days? There are dangers in the royal city now, so don't leave the palace for a short time."

Lin Xiaocao immediately asked curiously: "So what did Miss Yuange send?"

As a result, Wangcheng is now heavily guarded.

Lin Yuan didn't speak, but looked at Lin Xiaocao helplessly with his dark eyes.

He was silent for a long time, and finally raised his hand to touch Lin Xiaocao's head, and said softly, "Be good during this time."

"Okay." Seeing that he had nothing to say, Lin Xiaocao didn't ask any more questions.

If you don't go out, you don't go out.

Lin Xiaocao put away her desire to go out and stayed in Zhaoyin Hall all day long.

Now Mrs. Long has changed her job.

Copy scriptures.

In order for Lin Xiaocao to cultivate her body and mind, Mrs. Long even persuaded her father and queen mother that she would not be able to leave the palace unless she copied it dozens of times.

Lin Xiaocao's head started to go numb looking at the densely packed words.

After writing for a while, she became dizzy and drowsy.

When Ye Wushuang came over, he happened to see Lin Xiaocao lying on the stone table in the gazebo.

The soft white curtains of the pavilion moved with the wind, and her sleeping face could be vaguely glimpsed.

She frowned slightly, as if she had dreamed of something bad.

Rice paper is everywhere on the stone table.

Ye Wushuang casually picked up one and looked at it carefully for a while.

The words on the paper are flying like dragons and phoenixes.

Can't see the slightest sincerity.

He hooked his lips into a chuckle, and took the pen away from Lin Xiaocao's hand.

Lin Xiaocao woke up suddenly.

When she saw Ye Wushuang, she was stunned for a moment, and it took a while to react, and then she smiled happily: "Ye Zi, why are you here?"

She had a dream.

Dreaming of the self before time travel, she was lonely and struggling to survive. She grew up alone, with no relatives and friends around her, she only had boundless loneliness.

But when she opened her eyes, here she had everything that one could expect, including relatives, friends, status and wealth.

She has no worries or regrets and lives a happy life.

This huge contrast made her wonder what a dream was.

Maybe one day I wake up from my dream and find that it was all in vain.

But she doesn't care about these, she just wants to be happy now.

"Your Majesty summons." Ye Wushuang lowered his eyes, and his eyes fell on Lin Xiaocao's wrist.

There is a small scratch.

"How did this happen?"

Lin Xiaocao waved his hand and said nonchalantly: "If you accidentally scratched it, it will be fine in two days."

Afterwards, Lin Xiaocao smiled and moved the rice paper on the table to him: "Yezi, since you're here, help me write it a few times."

Ye Wushuang pursed her lips, and handed her the brush in her hand: "Princess, copy it yourself."

Seeing that he refused so simply, Lin Xiaocao was unavoidably discouraged.

Ugh.

Ye Wushuang's eyelashes trembled, and she couldn't help but said, "I'll help you."

Lin Xiaocao laughed instantly, her eyes sparkling.

Seeing her triumphant smile, Ye Wushuang felt a little headache for no reason.

He began to write as if resigned to his fate.

"Written ugly!"

"Yezi, copy faster!"

Lin Xiaocao directed Ye Wushuang while eating pastries and fruits.

"Leafs don't write so beautifully!"

"Hurry up!"

"Come on, come on, the leaves are awesome!"

The girl's voice kept coming into his ears, but he didn't feel it was noisy at all, instead it was sweet and greasy, and it went straight to his heart.

Suddenly there was a burst of ice cold on his lips, and the sweet and sour taste slowly spread, Ye Wushuang took the grapes into his mouth.

The scent of roses on her fingers.

The moment Ye Wushuang touched his lips, he even wanted to bite his fingers.

He bit the grape in his mouth, and the juice splashed all over the place. Ye Wushuang raised his eyes to look at Lin Xiaocao.

Under the sunlight, in the gazebo, the girl looked at him with her head propped up.

And only him.

At this moment, Ye Wushuang felt as if something had split from his heart, and came out of the cocoon inch by inch, gradually becoming uncontrollable.

(End of this chapter)