The Cannon Fodder Female Lead’s Script Collapsed After Being Read by a Mind Reader
The Cannon Fodder Female Lead’s Script Collapsed After Being Read by a Mind Reader Chapter 10

Chapter 10: Senior Brother’s Routine

As he said this, his gaze lightly swept over Mu Yunqing’s neck, with a hint of meaning.

Mu Yunqing felt a little strange being looked at by him, he pursed his lips and smiled, “I’m the senior brother, it’s my duty to take care of my junior brothers and sisters.”

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a sound behind him.

They both turned their heads, and saw Shen Wangchen walking out, wearing clothes, his snow-white long hair was scattered messily behind his back, the jade hairpin he used to tie his hair was gone.

His usually cold and icy face now had a faint blush, his glassy eyes were filled with emotions, as if he was hesitating about something, after a while, he looked at Mu Yunqing and said, “Your junior sister is asleep, you go in and watch over her.”

“If anything unusual happens, send me a message.”

Mu Yunqing got up and agreed, then pushed open the door behind Shen Wangchen and walked in.

Cang Qiansxue got up, he was curious, and couldn’t help but take a look inside.

His eyesight was excellent, he saw the girl’s scattered clothes on the ground, his expression froze, he looked at Shen Wangchen with surprise, and subconsciously opened his mouth, “You…”

Shen Wangchen raised his eyes, there was a hint of weariness in his eyes, his voice was a little hoarse.

“Hmm?”

Seeing that he didn’t seem to be doing well, Cang Qiansxue shook his head, he swallowed the words at the tip of his tongue, waited for Mu Yunqing to close the door, then said, “How is it? You don’t seem to be doing well. What about your disciple?”

Shen Wangchen raised his hand and gathered his collar, he looked back, lowered his eyelashes, suppressed a cough in his throat, forcing down the bloody taste that was rising, then he slowly said, “I’m fine.”

He didn’t look like he was fine.

Cang Qiansxue’s brows furrowed, seeing that Shen Wangchen didn’t want to say more, he didn’t ask any more questions, instead, he said, “I might stay at Qianyuan Sect for a few more days.”

Shen Wangchen raised his eyes to look at him.

Cang Qiansxue shrugged, as if he was smiling helplessly, “Little Su Jiu doesn’t know where she got this poison, the name is nice, but the toxicity is too domineering, I don’t dare to return to Mount Buwang until I figure it out.”

Shen Wangchen pursed his lips, as if he wanted to say something, but he swallowed it back.

Even if he wanted to defend Su Jiu, with the current situation, he couldn’t.

Fortunately, Cang Qiansxue was his best friend, for his sake, he wouldn’t make things too difficult for Su Jiu.

After a moment of silence, he could only say, “Tomorrow when Su Jiu wakes up, I’ll give you an answer.”

Su Jiu slept exceptionally soundly, she had no dreams all night.

When the sunlight shone through the windowsill and fell on her eyelids, her consciousness gradually returned.

Before she opened her eyes, she heard a familiar gentle voice.

“Awake?”

The person by the bed seemed to look down at her, then put something on the bedside table.

Su Jiu smelled the aroma of her favorite Qingling porridge.

She opened her eyes, as the sunlight entered her eyes, all the memories from yesterday surfaced in her mind.

The expression on Su Jiu’s face instantly froze, she wished she could close her eyes and die on the spot.

【Yesterday… what did I do?! I should just die.】

Thinking about how she rushed in front of Cang Qiansxue and Shen Wangchen, and drank all the poisoned wine in front of them, trying to make it so that there would be no evidence.

That was fine,

She was also outside the hall, hugging and kissing her senior brother, snuggling into his arms, pulling his clothes, biting him in the Ice Cold Gorge, pressing him down…

And to Master—

Su Jiu felt like she was about to suffocate.

She was about to close her eyes and pretend she had fainted again, when she suddenly remembered a very important question.

【Crap! Where are my clothes?!】

【Last night, last night, I and Master, that… when, he took off my clothes…】

Su Jiu panicked, she lowered her head and carefully lifted a corner of the blanket to take a look, she let out a long sigh of relief.

Good thing there were clothes.

But why weren’t they the ones she was wearing?

Su Jiu swallowed the breath she was about to exhale.

[There are clothes… who dressed me?!]

Mu Yunqing walked in and saw Su Jiu speechless, her expression blank, as if she hadn’t woken up yet. In reality, her inner thoughts were flowing out one after another, making him want to laugh.

But remembering his Uncle Master and Master’s instructions, not to let her know that they could hear her thoughts, Mu Yunqing suppressed the smile on his face, as if he hadn’t heard anything, he said in a calm tone, “Drink this porridge after you wake up, you didn’t eat anything yesterday, your stomach must be uncomfortable now.”

Su Jiu was unlike the others, she didn’t like practicing the art of abstaining from food, so she still insisted on eating three meals a day.

Mu Yunqing picked up the bowl, but he didn’t hand it to her directly, instead, he asked, “How’s your body? Do you have any strength?”

[Senior Brother, what kind of question is that?], Su Jiu couldn’t help but complain, [It’s like I slept with Master. I’m declaring that Master didn’t touch me at all, don’t get jealous and want to chop me up later, I’m innocent!]

Mu Yunqing’s brow jumped, he was speechless for a moment by her words.

“Senior Brother didn’t mean anything else,” he had to make up for it, “You were poisoned yesterday, you didn’t eat anything all day, you must be hungry and weak.”

Junior Sister, don’t think too much.

Mu Yunqing was quite helpless, his junior sister, who seemed so well-behaved and innocent on the surface, how could she talk about kissing and sleeping with people as soon as she opened her mouth.

Su Jiu quickly took the bowl from his hand, her face was the shy smile that Mu Yunqing was used to seeing, her voice was soft and gentle, she was quiet and well-behaved, just like the girls raised in deep boudoirs in the mortal world.

“I’m fine, thank you, Senior Brother.”

If Mu Yunqing couldn’t hear her thoughts, and knew that she wasn’t actually as well-behaved and innocent as she appeared, he would have been fooled by her, just like in the past ten years.

He shook his head, handed her the bowl, took a new set of clothes from the side for Su Jiu, then said, “I asked my junior sister to help you change your clothes, these are new clothes she hasn’t worn, change into them.”

Su Jiu sipped her porridge and nodded, she thought that Mu Yunqing would leave after giving her these instructions, but unexpectedly, he lifted his robe and sat down by the bed, his usually warm and smiling face was unusually serious as he stared at her.

Although Mu Yunqing had been cultivating for decades, he had been a prince for at least ten years in the mortal world, he didn’t usually show it, but when he stared at someone silently like this, the aura of a superior that he had developed since childhood was particularly obvious, although it wasn’t forceful, it still made people feel a sense of awe.

Su Jiu’s hand holding the spoon froze, her heart pounded.

[Is this the time for the reckoning? Senior Brother, I really don’t have any other thoughts about you!! I know you only have Master in your heart, no one else is worthy of approaching your body, but yesterday… it was really a misunderstanding!]

Hearing Su Jiu’s thoughts getting more and more outrageous, Mu Yunqing’s face turned black.

“Junior Sister—” He took a deep breath, he was about to warn her not to think about all sorts of messy things in her heart.

But Su Jiu looked up at him with that innocent and bewildered look, and he couldn’t say anything.

He could only swallow the breath, “Are you full?”

The bowl in her hand was empty, Su Jiu handed the empty bowl to him with a pleading look, she was about to shake her head, but she saw Mu Yunqing casually put the bowl down and turned his head.

His voice was tinged with a coldness that was similar to Shen Wangchen’s, “Tell me clearly about what happened yesterday.”

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