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Farming in the Mountains: Max Level Jiaojiao Is Three Years Old-Chapter 1296 - : Copy This
Chapter 1296: Copy This
Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
“Why don’t you let me go?” he asked without waiting for Fu Ying to answer. “Is it because you know my identity and want to use me to threaten Xue Yan?”
Without waiting for Fu Ying to reply, he raised his voice again. “I’m warning you. If you dare to use me to threaten Xue Yan, I won’t let you off!”
After saying that, he realized that he had raised his voice again. Fu Ying’s expression turned ugly. He was afraid that he would be struck unconscious again, so he acted quickly. He quickly covered his mouth with both hands and kept shaking his head at the person opposite him, indicating that he did not do it on purpose. He was usually loud and boisterous, so his personality slipped!
Fu Ying could also tell that this was his personality.
After rubbing her temples, she was too lazy to argue and decided to let it go.
“Be Ni Dingyuan properly,” she said lightly when she leaned against the bed and closed her eyes to rest.
“But you have to tell me when you’ll let me go, deal?” Xue Wufu immediately said.
Fu Ying ignored him. fгee𝑤ebɳoveɭ.cøm
Xue Wufu immediately raised his hands in anger, as if he was going to strangle her neck. Then, he angrily put down his hands. He definitely wouldn’t be able to win her. When the time came, he would be the one suffering.
He still felt a little pain in his arm after she twisted and flung him just now.
Since the other party was ignoring him, he didn’t want to talk anymore. He got down from the bed and walked around the bedroom like a monkey.
The head eunuch hurriedly arranged for a young eunuch and two guards to follow him.
The two guards were skilled and had good physical strength, so they kept watch on him. It was quite easy for them to follow Xue Wufu. It was hard on the little eunuch. How could he keep up with such an active person like Wufu? After a while, he was panting, but he still tried his best to keep up.
With the two guards following him, Xue Wufu did not expect to be able to escape, so he was even more focused on strolling around. When there was nothing else to look around in the bedroom, he began to lean on the window to look outside. He looked out of every window. In any case, he did not stop to sit for even a moment.
Fu Ying frowned at this behavior.
All along, when she closed her eyes to rest, the surroundings were very quiet. Today, there was movement everywhere, so she had no choice but to stay awake.
Xue Wufu was like a monkey, jumping up a window and lying on the bed, kicking his legs as he looked outside excitedly.
Fu Ying pinched the space between her eyebrows and said, “Bring the Buddhist scripture that I haven’t finished copying over. Let him copy it.”
“Yes, Your Highness.” Immediately, a palace maid respectfully and gently went inside to get it.
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Xue Wufu was brought back to sit on the chair.
Whether it was copying Buddhist scriptures or doing something else, there was something to do. Xue Wufu did not reject it. As soon as the maid came over, he took a pen, dipped it in ink, and began to copy the scriptures.
The eunuchs, palace maids, and guards immediately laughed. Then, they quickly lowered their heads, afraid that their Empress would cut their heads off.
Hearing the laughter, Fu Ying felt that Xue Wufu must have caused some trouble again. She opened her eyes again and wanted to reprimand Xue Wufu, but the moment she opened her eyes, she saw Xue Wufu’s ugly handwriting. It was crooked and looked like a chicken’s scratch. It was hideous. Even a child could write better than him…
He even wrote each word very seriously…
She had copied this Buddhist scripture for her mother. How could it be placed in the temple hall after being copied like this… Fu Ying felt a throbbing pain in his head again. “Stop doing that.”
“Why? You want me to copy it but you don’t want me to copy it.” Xue Wufu was very dissatisfied with her response.