Chapter 151 The Misty Town (28) Extra 3
"Who are you?"
Yan Jinyue asked tentatively in her mind, causing a low laugh, as if electric current passed through her brain and reached every nerve ending.
It was obviously just a laugh, but it evoked Yan Jinyue, the little green tea who had made many proud people bow to her under the pomegranate skirt, with a heart that was ready to move.
Her moist eyes flashed, she bit her lip, and asked again in her mind: "Who are you? Don't pretend to be a ghost!"
"Pretending to be a ghost?" The male voice continued to laugh, "Maybe I'm not pretending."
"You're not pretending?" Yan Jinyue was speechless, "Then you can't be a real god, right?"
"Maybe -" the male voice didn't finish, but was interrupted by another voice:
"Audrey Felix, don't let your mind wander when you pray to God."
A clear and cold sound, like jade shattering on a porcelain plate, woke up Yan Jinyue who was immersed in his own little world.
Meeting those silver eyes, which penetrated her as if they were real, she trembled so coldly that she almost lost her balance. Fortunately, Benjamin, who was standing next to her, helped her.
"Thank you." She smiled at Benjamin.
"It's okay." The handsome and gentle boy smiled back, his green eyes shining.
The picture of the young girl with outstanding appearance and demeanor looking at each other and smiling was extremely beautiful. Andrew sighed but couldn't help but feel a little sour:
"Slow down a step, otherwise I will be the one who gets a 'thank you' from the lovely Audrey."
Yan Jinyue knew he was joking and gave him a look, "Then you should move faster next time."
"Okay!" Andrew smiled brightly and made a very artificial gentleman's salute. "It is my honor to serve you, Miss Felix."
Yan Jinyue smiled helplessly and wanted to say something else, but she heard a slight scolding:
"The lady and the two gentlemen seemed to have forgotten that we were praying to gods."
Yan Jinyue and the other three froze instantly and looked at the cold and solemn Holy Son.
"I'm sorry, Your Highness the Son." Benjamin quickly apologized.
Andrew also restrained his joking energy, lowered his head calmly, and said respectfully: "I'm sorry, Your Highness, we were rude."
And the "beginning" of all this, Yan Jinyue, looked left and right, and finally lowered his head as low as he could, and said in a thin voice: "I'm sorry, Your Highness, it's all my fault."
"Miss Felix got distracted while praying to the gods and interrupted her prayers. The fault is indeed yours."
The man's voice was calm and there was no emotion, but Yan Jinyue always felt that he was very angry, and every word hit her heart like a stone. And those silver eyes were a bit colder, looking into them as if they had crashed into a snowy plateau.
"Your Highness the Holy Son..." Yan Jinyue bit her lip, feeling uneasy in her heart, and simply said directly: "If Your Highness wants to punish me, then punish me. As long as you don't sweep the entire shrine, I can accept it."
The little girl was shaking, as if she was about to cry.
It's always like this. When you're with him, you're so reserved and scared, but when you're with other people, you're smart and cute.
Corwin suppressed the anger in his heart and the darkness overflowing from his eyes, and said lightly: "Okay, then I will punish you to copy today's prayer a hundred times. You will be in my study tonight, and you can't come out until you finish writing. ”
"What?" Yan Jinyue's eyes widened, in disbelief. Is it too late for her to clean up the shrine now?
Andrew and Benjamin were both shocked. His Majesty the Holy Son has always been extremely gentle, never getting angry or punishing people. They had also been distracted during prayer before, but the punishment would be dealt with gently.
He had to copy the prayer a hundred times and he had to stay in his study. He couldn't leave until he finished copying. Such a severe punishment was not like the Son of God's style at all.
They carefully looked at the man's cold eyebrows and wondered why he was so angry today.
Andrew wanted to intercede for Yan Jinyue, but was struck by a sharp glare and was instantly silenced.
He was truly worthy of being the Holy Son. Even though he was as gentle as usual, a look in his eyes could make him stay silent and fill him with awe and fear.
The punishment was set, but fortunately His Royal Highness the Son was kind-hearted and specifically allowed her to go back and wash up before going to the study to copy the prayers. etc?
After Yan Jinyue sat down and picked up the quill, he felt something strange. What does copying prayers have to do with her taking a bath? Why did the Son specifically tell her to take a bath?
Could it be that... she was afraid that if she was not clean, she would contaminate the prayer?
This explanation is the most reasonable.
As a result, she felt even more resentful in her heart.
If Yan Jinyue had difficulty studying partly because the knowledge was obscure, then another part of the reason was because he was unfamiliar with the language.
Even after arriving in this world, she automatically learned the language and characters here, but she was still not very proficient. She couldn't remember many vocabulary words, and she had to keep a sample prayer next to her.
She picked up her quill, dipped it in ink, and carefully wrote each word stroke by stroke. She was so focused that she didn't notice someone coming behind her.
Until a hand lifted up her wet hair: "Why don't you dry your hair? Didn't Teacher Shu just teach drying yesterday?"
In addition to learning basic knowledge, they also learn some basic spells. Of course, these followers, who have no divine power, are just messing around and cannot be compared with the Holy Son who has the power of the gods.
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Yan Jinyue raised her head in confusion and looked into the man's cold and deep eyebrows. It took a long time to come back to her senses and said calmly: "...I...I'm not very good at that, and I'm afraid that you will be angry if I don't come for a long time."
The little girl's blue eyes were wet, full of caution and flattery.
But Kerwin didn't feel happy, and his eyes became colder and darker. He used a spell to dry her hair with one hand, and held the girl's chin with the other hand, forcing her to look up.
"You are shaking like this, are you so afraid of me?" He said quietly.
Yan Jinyue was confused and didn't understand what this was about. She stumbled and said: "No, I'm not... afraid of you..."
Her eyelashes twitched extremely fast.
The man said softly, "Heh, you said you're not afraid, but you don't even dare to look at me."
"Who said you dare not!" Yan Jinyue tried his best to keep his eyes wide open, "Aren't I just looking at you?"
The little girl deliberately widened her eyes, more like she was bluffing. Kerwin raised his lower lip and ordered: "Get up."
Yan Jinyue stood up immediately and saw the man sitting down on the chair where she was sitting, holding a quill between his slender fingers and turning it nonchalantly.
Although she thought for a while, she still said: "Your Highness, I want to copy the prayer, do you think?"
She tried her best to wink at him, but——
"Well, keep copying." The man's eyes were light and motionless.
So she was asked to copy while standing?
The girl's beautiful white face wrinkled, but she finally gave in, picked up another quill, and bent down to pick up the pen, but before the tip of the pen fell, her waist was taken away by a force.
She sat on the man's lap.
"Your Highness..." Yan Jinyue turned to look at him blankly.
The man said lightly: "There is only one chair here, let's make do with it."
Hearing this outrageous explanation, Yan Jinyue's eyes twitched.
God is so damn good, is it okay to sit on the thigh?
I really thought she was an innocent girl who didn’t understand the world!
I wish all the babies a happy Christmas Eve and a Merry Christmas~MarryChristmas~~~~