She was pushed down by the villain again in The Boss of Quick Travel

"Why don't you eat? You won't go to the palace until after noon."

At the dinner table, seeing that Ning Yu's bowl had not been filled with food for a long time, Lin Shuang gave him a chopstick.

Lin Shuang lived and ate with him in the past few days. She fed soup and medicine carefully, and she became much plumper. She no longer looked sick and sick. Under her careful care, the wound on Ning Yu's back also healed. During the accelerated healing process, if he hadn't occasionally touched it while bathing, he would never have remembered that he still had this injury.

Ning Yu wiped her mouth, pursed her lips and said, "I've finished eating, little Marquis, I...I won't accompany you into the palace."

"Why?"

Faced with Lin Shuang's inquiry, Ning Yu didn't want to say anything. He quietly pinched the extra flesh on his waist and sighed repeatedly.

Haru Xue couldn't keep his mouth shut in front of Lin Shuang, so he said directly: "My uncle couldn't put it on when he was trying on clothes in the morning. He must have eaten too much recently."

Ning Yuxian glanced at him, and he smiled innocently, not feeling anything wrong.

"Bring those clothes." Lin Shuang put the food in Ning Yu's mouth and said, "It must be the clothes. You are not feeling well yet. Don't be hungry again."

Ning Yu: "...I'm not hungry, I've eaten."

He had only eaten a few mouthfuls and was still not hungry. Lin Shuang said, "Open your mouth, otherwise I will feed you in other ways."

When Ning Yu thought of other ways, his face turned red and he hurriedly opened his mouth. Lin Shuang fed him again, and he felt that his waist was getting bigger.

When I got the clothes in hand, the material was comfortable and the workmanship was fine. It was just a little tight around the waist. This is the most popular clothes for men nowadays. The skin is looming when worn, and different colors can be reflected in the sunlight.

Lin Shuang looked at the waistline, and a picture of herself having used needle and thread appeared in her mind, "Chun Xue, bring me needle and thread."

Haruyue quickly brought the needle and thread, but Ning Yu stopped him from the side, "Little Marquis, women can't do this, let me do it...even though I'm not very good at it."

Mother Ning Yu taught him more about bed skills and ways to seduce women, which male celebrities really didn't know much about.

"No problem." Lin Shuang.

When he saw Lin Shuang flying the needle and quickly correcting it, Lingxing looked surprised and said, [Host, you can still do this. 】

No, she just seems to see who has done this before. Anyway, she has a good memory and strong learning ability. This is a small thing, simple.

After a while, Ning Yu's clothes were changed. He took a deep breath and thought he couldn't put them on, but they turned out to be comfortable. "W-how much has it been changed?"

It stands to reason that a woman would find needlework to be a shameful thing, so how could she do it so openly?

"It's not much bigger, and you're not fat." As she spoke, Lin Shuang touched his waist. Ning Yu subconsciously groaned, feeling shy at first.

The two got on the carriage. Ning Yu's ears were still red. Since Lin Shuang's body was no longer so weak that she could fall down when the wind blew, he didn't dare to stare at her face for a long time.

To be honest, at first he only thought Lin Shuang's eyes were beautiful and everything else was lifeless, but now he thinks she is beautiful everywhere, and he doesn't know when he added the strange filter.

The carriage jolted slightly, and he leaned forward, but Lin Shuang held him firmly.

Smelling the light cold fragrance on her body, he felt very at ease.

"Little Marquis, why did you bring me into the palace?" Those dignitaries must have looked down upon his background, and would even mock him, verbally humiliate and despise him, which he had experienced before.

Lin Shuang: "Just for a stroll, if you feel that the palace is not fun, I will go back with you."

Ning Yu was surprised. This was a banquet specially set for her by His Majesty. How could she leave just because of him?

Ning Yu felt an indescribable feeling in her heart.

After entering the palace, there was a commotion in Ning Yu's ears. Many important officials and family members of the imperial court had arrived in advance. The venue was located in the imperial garden. As soon as Lin Shuang arrived, Qi Fenghua pulled him over to greet the officials. Ning Yu stood there. At a loss.

...What? She doesn’t care about him anyway.

There were people he didn't know around him. He stood aside admiring the flowers, and several people came over talking and laughing.

"Hey, this person looks familiar to me. Which family does he belong to? He is also wearing the same clothes as the young Marquis."

Hearing the words "Little Marquis", Ning Yu's slightly curled eyelashes trembled slightly. Just as he turned around, he was hit by someone and fell into the flowers.

"Oh my god, this is Your Majesty's favorite peony flower. This man is really short-sighted. If Your Majesty finds out, he will be beheaded."

"Hey, I recognize him. He seems to have sold and sang on the street before. I thought he was sent by some restaurant owner to promote business."

"What nonsense are you talking about? This is the sister-in-law of the Marquis Mansion, the young Marquis's husband. Come on, someone, help him up quickly."

These flowers had just been pruned recently, and Ning Yu's skin was delicate. After the clothes were rubbed, he quickly became red and itchy, and felt uncomfortable all over. The group of people stood in front of him, surrounding him tightly, and his ears hurt. Awesome, he didn't want to hear these nonsense at all.

He had never done anything embarrassing when he was with his mother. His face was calm and he stood up by himself. The inferiority complex in his bones made him stare at the ground and not look at the faces of those people.

He could bear these, they were just words from his mouth and they would not cause him any harm.

"Ning Yu." Lin Shuang called softly. His nose suddenly felt sore, a feeling of grievance came over him, and his eyes became hot.

What is he doing!Isn't it bearable?Why should she call him? She could just go and have fun by herself.

His hand was held, and he gritted his teeth slightly when he saw Lin Shuang's dress on the side.

"Why is your body so messy?" Lin Shuang helped him take off the leaves on his body, looked at the pink petals in his hair, and chuckled: "You look better like this."

Ning Yu raised her eyes and quickly looked away, "I accidentally fell and damaged His Majesty's beloved flower. I..."

"You are more important than flowers." Lin Shuang pinched his face, "It's not a big deal, don't panic."

Lin Shuang looked at the men and saw that they were all dressed up and proud in the spring breeze. They pretended to salute her. She curled her lips and said: "You guys should close your mouths, but I can see those three-inch tongues. If you are too busy, you can see them." , drink more water later."

After that, she took Ning Yu to her seat.

Several men looked at each other in disbelief and frowned tightly, but the young marquis was just a showman who was really bewitched by the beauty and lost his mind.

"That's all, the young Marquis is in poor health. If we make her unhappy, we will be the unlucky ones."

Several people fell silent and quickly followed.

With Ning Yu's status, she couldn't sit next to Lin Shuang. Even the family members around the ministers, according to the side servants, were sitting a little far away, and they even had to serve their wives from beginning to end.

But it was different with Lin Shuang. She poured water for Ning Yu, put snacks for him, and wiped the dirt stains on his hands with a handkerchief, which made those men with long tongues envious just now.