After the death of the host: the tyrant cried red eyes

At this moment, her wrist was tightly grasped again, but this time, the other party seemed to realize something and the strength was significantly reduced, so that she no longer felt any pain.

Upon closer inspection, the pair of hands, which should have been fair and delicate, were now covered with a dozen tiny pinholes. Although they had scabbed over and healed, they still left marks, making the hands look a little rough and losing their former smoothness.

Xiao Yi frowned, his eyes wandering back and forth over her hands, his fingertips trembling slightly as he stroked her fingertips, feeling the subtle changes, and couldn't help but feel a little bit of pity in his heart.

"It's fine."

Shen Bingning seemed to understand his thoughts and comforted him softly, "It really doesn't hurt anymore."

Her words were gentle, but like a warm current pouring into Xiao Yi's heart, causing him to suddenly pull his hand back, and under his cold face, he said this:

"Don't do such meaningless things anymore."

Shen Bingning raised her eyebrows, keenly aware that he was not speaking from the heart, so she fought back fearlessly:

“I think it makes a lot of sense.”

Xiao Yi was about to open his mouth to refute, but was interrupted by her next serious and firm words:

"At least just now...you smiled."

Xiao Yi's body paused slightly, and his eyes as deep as obsidian locked onto her, as if he wanted to see the truth behind her words.

At that moment, his heart was surging, he wanted to hold her tightly, to ask her why she left without saying goodbye, why she suddenly showed such tenderness after hurting her. What was her purpose?

However, he soon realized that even if he asked, he might not get a real answer, so he chose to pretend and pretend to be indifferent. After all, she was trying to please him now.

Shen Bingning did not notice the turmoil in Xiao Yi's heart. She only saw him silent for a moment, turned around and fumbled in front of the cabinet for a while, and finally took out an exquisite small porcelain bottle.

"Take it."

The porcelain bottle drew a graceful arc in the air. Shen Bingning caught it steadily and opened the lid. A light herbal aroma wafted into her nose, and there was a milky white paste inside.

She responded politely:

"Thank you for your concern, my Lord. My injuries are no longer serious and I don't need to use any more medicine."

“It’s not a healing thing.”

Xiao Yi quickly glanced at her, then immediately avoided her sight, and said in a deep voice with unquestionable determination, "It's a scar removal plaster."

Shen Bingning was slightly startled, lowered her head to examine the scar cream in her hand, then raised her head to look at Xiao Yi's awkward and complicated expression, and couldn't help but curl the corners of her mouth and bowed her head:

"Thank you, sir."

Xiao Yi didn't say anything more, but just waved his hand gently, indicating that she could leave:

"I'm tired, please leave."

"I obey your command."

Shen Bingning stood up tactfully, knowing in her heart that Xiao Yi's willingness to give her the scar cream was already a great favor, and she should stop and leave him a quiet space.

As soon as she stepped out of the door, the system's excited voice sounded in her mind:

[Host, you are amazing. You are really good at using this self-torture tactic! ]

The gentle smile on Shen Bingning's face thus added a bit of depth. The system was still analyzing excitedly:

[I really didn't expect that you would prick your finger with a needle in order to attract the male protagonist's attention. Seeing those needle holes, even I feel heartbroken.]

[If not, how can I demonstrate my determination and sincerity? ] Shen Bingning answered silently in her heart, with a firm and confident light flashing in her eyes.

Although her embroidery skills were not good, they were not so clumsy as to hurt herself.

Deliberately pricking her finger in front of Lu Zhong not only created an image of someone who worked hard for love and was affectionate, but also made Lu Zhong believe that she really wanted to spend her life with Xiao Yi.

In this way, even if Xiao Yi asked about it later, Lu Zhong would tell him about the hardships and efforts she put into making the purse.

Shen Bingning deliberately showed her scars and placed them directly in front of Xiao Yi. Even if he had a heart of stone, seeing her sew a purse for him so sincerely, the softest part of his heart should be touched, right?

Recalling Xiao Yi's final awkward and evasive attitude, Shen Bingning's mind was as clear as a mirror. In this silent contest, she was undoubtedly the winner.

Making a purse is not just about making a purse. It carries her thoughts, her expectations for this relationship, and her silent planning and plotting in this palace struggle.

He must fully realize that this purse is not just an object, it carries countless days and nights of hard work, the accumulation of sleepless nights, and the perseverance shown by countless drops of sweat.

More importantly, I wanted him to see through that thin layer of cloth and see that what was hidden inside was my unreserved, pure and sincere love for him.

Only in this way can every silent contribution shine the brightest at some point in the future and gain due value and recognition.

She never makes investments that have no returns, and she plans every move carefully and cautiously.

"Please check Xiao Yi's current level of evilness and his evaluation of his favorability towards us."

"According to the latest data, Xiao Yi's blackening index has dropped to 80."

As the number slowly decreased, a satisfied smile appeared on Shen Bingning's lips, as if she saw the results of her hard work gradually emerging.

"What about favorability?"

There was a subtle hesitation in the system's response. Shen Bingning immediately caught this subtle change. She was alarmed and asked:

"Is there a problem with your favorability? Tell me the truth!"

After a brief hesitation, the system finally revealed the truth:

"Favorability...still remains at 0."

When Shen Bingning heard this, the curve of her lips froze. It was a number that she was too familiar with. The anger and disappointment that should have aroused in her became numb due to the repeated shocks, and was replaced by an indescribable habitual acceptance.

Although she had made no progress in terms of favorability, at least the reduction in her blackening index was like a ray of sunshine through the dark clouds, giving her a glimmer of hope.

She used this faint light to comfort herself, trying to draw strength from it to move on.

Seeing her silence, the system mistakenly thought that she was upset by the stagnation of her favorability, and asked with concern:

"Master, are you okay?"

"It's okay. After all, this is the most difficult mission. The protagonist is difficult to conquer. This is also expected."

Shen Bingning said it was relaxing, but she couldn't help feeling sad inside.

The scar removal cream tightly held in her hand was heavy. She originally thought that this gift was proof that Xiao Yi cared about her. But now it seemed that his misunderstanding between her and Shangguan Yi was more based on primitive jealousy and indignation of betrayal.

Such misunderstanding undoubtedly makes Shangguan Yi's prejudice against Xiao Yi deeper. It is undoubtedly more difficult to stand on Xiao Yi's side in the future.