Chapter 11
The shadow of the candle turned red, and the shadow of the flower fell on the snow-white rice paper.

Row after row of small thin gold characters are written in the smudged ink. Rong Yan has practiced brush calligraphy for ten years in modern times, and it doesn't take much effort to write.

Green Rouge's gaze was too hot for Rong Yan to ignore. While writing, he said, "If you want to ask anything, just ask."

Lu Yan was stunned, and asked after a while, "Girl, why did you help that Young Master Pei today? Obviously he didn't know you before, but now you were punished by Mr. Chen, why bother..."

He stopped writing, blew on the wet handwriting, and said slowly, "What if it was me?"

Lu Rou was stunned for a while, as if she didn't understand.

"What if the person being bullied today wasn't Pei Yu, but me? What would you do?"

Although Lu Yan didn't understand, "Naturally, I will try my best to protect you, girl!"

Rong Yan put the rice paper in one place, laid out a new one, and stained it with a few drops of ink, "Then what if there is no you? Do you want no one to help me when I am being bullied?"

Green Rouge choked and fell silent for a moment.

"But he is obviously..."

"Son of a traitor," Rong Yan interrupted, then chuckled, her brows and eyes were as cold as knives when the silver candle was shaking, "Lv Rou remember, people should have their own ability to distinguish, not just follow what others say."

Lu Yan understood, and after comprehending for a while, she said, "Will that girl like Young Master Pei?"

At that moment, with a crackling sound, a star exploded from the candlelight, leaving the flames thin and silent.

The tip of the pen stopped and the rice paper was dyed with a flower of ink.

What nonsense are you talking about? !Lu Yan's face turned pale, and she fell to her knees on the ground with a plop, "I was confused for a moment, I shouldn't have said such presumptuous words, please punish me, girl."

For a long time, the atmosphere was like a turbulent undercurrent in a calm sea wave, and there was a possibility of danger at any time. Green Rouge was sweating coldly, clenched her hands uneasily, buried her head, and dared not speak.

Rong Yan's eyes were long, staring at a piece of rice paper that was completely dyed, and chuckled, "This one is dirty, so forget it, get up, and help me regrind it."

Obviously, she was forgiven, and Green Rouge wiped off the cold sweat, said "yes", and got up to grind for Rong Yan, but this time, she didn't dare to say more.

……

The rooster crows at dawn, and the December wind blows.

When Rong Yue thought of how disgraced Rong Yan would be going to school on foot again today, she was in a mess!I can't help but feel good, and my pace is brisk.

As soon as she took a step out of the door, she saw Rong Yan dressed in a new green winter jacket and down fur, with a lot of acne on her face, standing still, her cheeks were a little purple, as if she was frozen.

"!" Rong Yue's eyes widened, dumbfounded.Why is she so early?
Rong Yan: "Sister, get in the carriage."

"Why are you so early today..." Rong Yue's face was as ugly as if soaked in ink.

Rong Yan smiled gracefully, "Didn't my sister say that I delayed your school time?"

Looking at her purple cheeks from the cold, Rong Yue looked complicated, "Then it's too early for you."

"Is it early?" Rong Yan smiled deeply, "It's also thanks to my sister."

Rong Yue suddenly felt a tightening in her throat, and her smirk was nothing more than an allusion to the fact that she had turned black and white. Although she was annoyed, she had no reason to get angry, so she could only swallow her anger, "Then I hope you can do this every day, otherwise how can you be so angry?" one day……"

"Okay," Rong Yan interrupted, "Isn't my sister most afraid of being late? Why do you have time to grind your mouth here? Don't lose the reputation of saying one thing and doing another, it's not good,"

Rong Yue's face turned red and purple from anger, her whole body was tense, her shoulders were shaking, when did this Rong Yan become so sharp-tongued?Every word is calm, but it feels that every word is thorny, which makes people feel uncomfortable, but there is nothing wrong with it.

Because what Rong Yan borrowed was what she herself said, could she still refute her own words?

Rong Yue was so angry that she got directly into the carriage, and Rong Yan followed immediately, smiling slowly, but there was a sneer hidden in this smile.

(End of this chapter)

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