I am cannon fodder, but I can hug thighs

"Sister, aren't you going to ask what a protagonist is and what a heretic is? Why doesn't it seem strange at all?" Lin Lin seemed puzzled and pretended to be puzzled. "Could it be that this girl has said the same thing to you before? I think so too. That girl looks crazy. Sister, you have such a good temper, she will definitely be braver in front of you."

Lin Jin still had an impeccable smile on her face, as if she was helpless: "I just think that since my sister said that this girl is crazy, it's not surprising that she says some weird things, so why should I care about it."

Noticing the inquiry in Lin Lin's eyes, Lin Jin felt like his heart was about to stop beating.

Lin Jin took the initiative and said, "But since you said that, I am really curious. Does the protagonist mean the actor in the play? And what is the heresy?"

"That's why I said she was crazy. A heretic is an anomaly, and she was talking about you, my sister. When I heard it, I thought she must be crazy. My sister is alive and well, but she insisted that you had died a long time ago. You are just a, um, cannon fodder!" Lin Lin also pretended not to understand and spoke seriously about Chunzao's situation at the time.

Lin Jin broke out in a cold sweat on his back. He adjusted his breathing calmly and laughed out loud. His face looked a little bitter. "This girl is really good at talking nonsense. I don't know if I did something to make her unhappy that she cursed me like this."

Here comes a person who traveled through a book, it’s all over.

Why should the person who travels through a book make things difficult for the person who travels through another book? Can't he just pretend that he knows nothing?

"So I was upset when I heard that. My lovely sixth sister actually said such a thing. She dared to hit me." Lin Lin held Lin Jin's hand as usual, "Sister, why are you sweating so much? Why are your hands so cold?"

Lin Jin pretended to be a little weak: "I didn't want to worry you, sister. Maybe I cried too much today and had a cold. Now I have a severe headache. I think I caught a cold. I didn't expect you to find out."

"In that case, then you should go to bed early today. I still have the medicine I gave you last time. If you need it, just send someone to your yard to get it." Lin Lin's face was full of concern, like a good sister who loves her sister. "I feel so sorry to see you in such pain."

Lin Jin held her forehead and smiled a little embarrassedly: "I'm sorry to have made my sister worried."

"If you're not feeling well, go and rest first. I'll come to see you tomorrow." Lin Lin helped Lin Jin up.

Lin Jin was so flustered now that she couldn't tell whether the heroine really believed it or was just pretending: "Thank you, sister."

Lin Jin didn't feel completely relieved until Lin Lin left. She looked at the red marks on her palms from being pinched by herself. Otherwise, she was really afraid that she would lose control and be frightened into revealing her flaws. Although she didn't know if she had fooled it today, it seemed like she had gotten away with it.

Headache was originally Lin Jin's excuse, but Lin Jin never expected that he really fell ill at night.

She dreamed that her identity as a book traveler was discovered by the heroine. The heroine found out that she was deceived and was so angry that she wanted to kill her. The people of Daxia regarded her as a witch and threatened to burn her as a sacrifice to the gods. Even Song Shiqiu and Song Shixia looked at her with fear in their eyes.

Lin Jin cried a lot during the day, and after being tested by Lin Lin for a while, she developed a high fever at night. When Lan Xi heard something wrong and came in to check, Lin Jin had already started talking nonsense, and her clothes and quilt were soaked with cold sweat and stuck to her body.

"Girl!" Lan Xi exclaimed, and touched Lin Jin's forehead, which was terribly hot. "Someone, go get the court doctor!"

Lanxi helped Lin Jin change her wet clothes, wiped off the sweat on her body, and applied a wet handkerchief to Lin Jin's forehead. Xunmian, Xing'er and others were also awakened and hurried over.

Lan Xi was feeding Lin Jin some water, and several people were busy trying to make sure Lin Jin didn't feel too uncomfortable. The court doctor came over slowly. Ping Wu glared at the court doctor and said, "Is this how you people in the Lin Mansion treat your master? Why don't you wait until the girl dies before coming?"

"You girls have such bad tempers." The court doctor put down the medical box slowly, without even glancing at Ping Wu. "Even Madam doesn't dare to yell at me."

"You are just a servant, yet you are putting on airs." Ping Wu wanted to slap him twice, but Xing'er held him tightly and he did not do it. "If anything happens to you, we will kill you!"

Lin Jin had a splitting headache and was in a groggy state, not knowing what was going on. She only heard a lot of noise, as if she had returned to the quarrel-filled home in modern times. The fragments of memories buried deep in her heart lingered in her mind and could not be erased.

She said that she was not lucky enough to meet Song Shixia.

But it's all just a dream.

"Sister Shi Xia..." Lin Jin's eyes fell into tears, "Don't go."

Lan Xi was beside Lin Jin and heard her mumbling clearly. She took the changed handkerchief from Xun Mian and applied it to Lin Jin: "Don't cry, young lady. If the second young lady knew that you suffered such a hardship, she would be heartbroken."

"I will go back to the Prime Minister's Mansion to find the master and ask him to take the girl back. If she were in the Prime Minister's Mansion, how could the court doctor dare to show a disapproving look to our girl?" Ping Wu looked at the court doctor ferociously.

The court doctor snorted, "I'd rather be you than you." The court doctor withdrew his hand, "It's just a case of fever, why are you making a fuss?"

"You would rather be me than you? It seems that you have your own pride. I just hope you won't regret it in the future." Xun Mian sneered. Their girl was not welcome in the Lin Mansion. She would not mind if the mansion doctor was a little neglectful, but they could not tolerate such sarcasm.

"Did I say something wrong? If Sixth Miss Lin hadn't attached herself to the Prime Minister's Mansion, how could she be so powerful today?" The court doctor looked at Lin Jin with contempt in his eyes. If Lin Jin hadn't had the Prime Minister behind her, he wouldn't have come here tonight.

Xunmian frowned and gave Xing'er a look, and Xing'er immediately let go of Pingwu, while Pingwu went straight forward and slapped the court doctor. She was a martial arts maid and had practiced martial arts since childhood. She didn't know how to talk about big principles, but she was not good at talking, but her martial arts skills were very strong.

Xun Mian slapped the doctor's hand away, her eyes sharp, "You just haven't suffered the hardship of my girl. If you were in my girl's situation, you would have tried every possible way to get to the Prime Minister's Mansion even if you couldn't. The girl was able to be treated differently by the master, not by the unpresentable skills you think in your heart. If you continue to destroy the innocence of the girl and the master, no one will pursue you even if you are beaten to death in this yard today."

These girls just want to make their lives better and have never taken the initiative to provoke anyone. What's wrong with that?

There are so many people struggling in this world, and these girls are just making a name for themselves, so why do they make these people jealous?

"If you don't treat my daughter properly," Xunmian threw the badge in his sleeve to the doctor, "Just wait and see if I can do anything to you."

The court doctor looked at the words on the waist card and was almost scared: "Bai, Baihe."

He looked at the other three maids, all of whom looked at him coldly. It was obvious that they were all members of the White Crane Army under the emperor.

Xunmian spread her hands, and the court doctor immediately returned the badge to her respectfully: "Now, can you treat my daughter properly?"

The court doctor was sweating profusely. He took Lin Jin's pulse again and looked at Lin Jin's eyes and tongue coating carefully. He no longer dared to be as contemptuous as before.

"If you don't accept my toast, you'll have to drink the wine for punishment. Pah!" Xing'er spat, "You're obviously a spineless person. Why do you have to pretend to be noble for others to see?"