Transmigrated into a vicious female supporting role, reborn as a hostage to the paranoid male protag

But today, although Su Yingxue was unconscious, she would subconsciously resist his touch.

She murmured in his arms, while Chu Xingchen stared at her closed eyes and furrowed brows with a deep look in his eyes.

What came to Chu Xingchen's mind was, Su Yingxue, are you and your lover also like this in your dream, so intimate and close?

Chu Xingchen stared coldly at the woman in front of him. Seeing her cheeks slightly flushed like peach petals, his heart tightened.

He couldn't bear to see her shy look when she met someone else in her dream, just as he couldn't bear to see her bidding farewell to others, or staring at the direction where that person left with a sense of loss.

Chu Xingchen coldly and stubbornly demanded her softness, then bit her lips hard, until the tip of his tongue bled, then he woke up as if from a dream and left her lips.

"Su Yingxue, you owe me debts, one after another, that are simply not repayable." His eyes, brimming with passion yet tenderness, lifted his fingers and carefully wiped the blood from her lips. Then he said softly, "You haven't behaved well. This is your brother's punishment to you."

In Chu Xingchen's eyes, there was obsession and infatuation, unwillingness and grudge, the intention of revenge, but also a tenderness that he had never imagined.

But in the end, Chu Xingchen took out the best jade cream from his arms, carefully picked up a small piece with his fingertips, gently applied it to her wound, and then gently put her down, covered her with the quilt and lowered the curtain.

By the way, Chu Xingchen took away the purse that she had treasured by her pillow and should not have given away yet.

He is just the son of a merchant, with some good looks. How dare you touch his things?

No matter how many purses or clothes Su Yingxue made, they must be his. If Chu Xingchen didn't have them, how could anyone else get their hands on them?

Chu Xingchen's expression was grim. He placed the lotus in his arms and returned along the same route. The effect of his incense would last all night. At least today, his eldest princess could sleep peacefully.

As for this kiss, Chu Xingchen's eyes dimmed, and something seemed to be burning in his eyes.

Then, it would be just the fee for him to detoxify her.

Chu Xingchen thought coldly, she would have to pay some price, otherwise, wouldn't Su Yingxue be getting the upper hand?

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Taxue fought with the secret guards for a long time and finally chased them to an uninhabited area. However, he lost the man in a dense forest.

After searching for a few more times, something suddenly flashed through my mind.

Could it be a trick to lure the tiger away from the mountain? Taxue broke out in a cold sweat and flew towards Shuibo Pavilion.

The secret guard here was hiding in the dark. When he saw the white figure leaving, he quietly rushed towards Shuibo Pavilion from another direction.

He calculated the time to shake off Taxue, and this time he had to report to his master.

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The next day, when Su Yingxue felt she was sleeping very deeply, Taxue gently shook her left and right, trying to wake her up.

After Su Yingxue was shaken awake, she was helped up by Taxue before she even opened her eyes.

Taxue brought her water to wash her face and rinse her mouth, and said softly, "Miss, wake up. The young master is still waiting for you outside Huangyuan. He said that today is Mr. Mo's literary examination, and you must not be late."

When Su Yingxue heard that today was the day for Mo Yunsheng's written test, her sleepiness instantly disappeared.

I've earned money from work, completed my mission, and earned five million. Money is calling me. This was Zhang Susu's first reaction. She opened her eyes immediately and let Taxue help her change her clothes and put on makeup.

Nothing was more important than gaining Mo Yunsheng's favorability. This was Su Yingxue's first feeling after reaching 5% favorability. Mo Yunsheng was simply her God of Wealth.

Even now, when Mo Yunsheng's appearance appears in her mind, the first thing she thinks of is "fa".

"Miss, why is there a bloody cut at the corner of your mouth? Was it a mosquito bite when you were sleeping last night?" Taxue looked at the small cut on Su Yingxue's delicate red lips.

Taxue sighed and said, "Miss, even though it's a scab, it still needs medicine. How about not applying lip balm today?"

Su Yingxue heard this and carefully examined the bronze mirror. She found that, just as Taxue had said, there was a scabby bloody wound at the corner of her mouth. She carefully examined the wound on her red lips in the mirror. No matter how she looked at it, it didn't look like a bulge caused by an insect bite, but rather like a bite from a human...

Could it be that she dreamed of eating a chicken leg at night and took a bite of her own mouth?

Su Yingxue pondered for a moment and finally felt that this explanation was more reasonable. After all, this was something she could do.

"Then just apply the medicine instead of lipstick." Su Yingxue reacted quickly. After all, she had changed her appearance now, and her clothes and makeup were all the styles that Mo Yunsheng liked, so it should be okay not to put on lipstick.

Today is Mo Yunsheng's written test, and he is the first one to take the lead in their group. Although Su Yingxue has great confidence in Mo Yunsheng's talent, she thinks that the best strategy is to go and watch his entire competition early and stand by him.

Su Yingxue and Taxue walked out of the room and down the stairs. Su Yingxue suddenly remembered the purse she had placed beside her pillow.

Yes, if Mo Yunsheng wins the jackpot and points for the team, he should be given a small gift to show his appreciation. Isn't the purse ready?

Isn’t it written like this in these storybooks? The lady personally embroiders a purse for the talented man to increase their goodwill and friendship. How appropriate!

"Taxue, I'm going to meet up with the young master first and go to the plum blossom viewing cottage. You go back and get my purse from my pillow, and then come and meet up with me." Su Yingxue said softly.

"Yes, Miss." After bowing in the snow, he returned to his room.

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After much haste, Su Yingxue finally arrived at the Plum Garden Villa. At the plum blossom viewing banquet at the Plum Garden Villa, groups of four were seated in elegant seats, and the male guests were seated according to their seniority.

Su Yingxue and Qin Dong, because of their relationship with the Qin family, sat in the middle seat, neither outstanding nor at the back.

The written test requires writing poetry on a given topic. For the sake of fairness, this time, a secret ballot will be adopted.

Each candidate is required to write a poem according to the published test topic within the specified time. After writing the poem, he/she will put the poem paper into an envelope with a number on the back, and then write the poem on the corresponding screen for the non-participating ladies and talented men present to see.

Every talented man and noblewoman has a brocade stick in her hand, which can be marked with the corresponding serial number and thrown into the jade bottle in front of the screen.

The five literary masters who judged the written examination each had a golden stick worth twenty votes. The five specially invited distinguished guests also had a golden stick worth thirty votes.

The results of the competition are calculated based on the number of votes and individual points.

Su Yingxue, Situ Qingming and Qin Dong sat together at the elegant banquet. Su Yingxue sat in the first seat, staring eagerly at the exiled immortal figure in snow-white clothes sitting in the examination seat on the other side. Her heart and eyes were full of anticipation, as if the three words "Mo Yunsheng" were almost written on her face.