Quick Transmigration: The Cannon Fodder Female Supporting Character's Revenge

The once tidy study now looked like it had been ransacked; several books were open a few pages and scattered everywhere; the once neatly arranged ornaments on the bookshelves were now a mess; and the once perfect calligraphy on the desk was now stained with a large drop of ink…

"Young Master, how could this happen?"

Xiuzhu was completely shocked.

His young master was extremely particular about cleanliness and could never tolerate any mess, but at this moment, the study could only be described as a complete mess.

When Xiuzhu saw the destroyed calligraphy, he was completely stunned.

His young master has always loved calligraphy and disliked others touching it, tolerating no flaws whatsoever. But now, that piece of calligraphy has been ruined by a large drop of ink.

It's obvious without even thinking that this scene wasn't caused by Qi Jingyu, but by the Second Miss.

Xiuzhu thought to himself that it must be because of what happened earlier that the second young lady was angry, so she deliberately retaliated against his young master by making a mess of the study.

"Young Master, the Second Miss has gone too far..."

Qi Jingyu glanced at him, and Xiuzhu stopped talking abruptly.

He realized his mistake and covered his mouth, saying, "This servant misspoke and shouldn't have talked about the Second Miss."

Qi Jingyu then spoke up: "Let's clean all of these up."

"Yes."

Xiuzhu obediently began to tidy up the mess in the study, putting the scattered books back in their original places and rearranging the disorderly ornaments.

When tidying up the ruined calligraphy on the desk, Xiuzhu asked, "Young Master, should I take this piece of calligraphy to dispose of?"

"and many more."

Qi Jingyu called out to him.

Xiuzhu stopped what she was doing, not understanding why.

Qi Jingyu went to the desk, took the calligraphy, and looked at it for a while before handing it to Xiuzhu.

He instructed, "No need to do anything, just put it away carefully."

"Yes……"

Xiuzhu hesitated for a moment, but still agreed.

From that day on, Qi Ning had someone prepare medicine for Qi Jingyu every day, adding the pills provided by the system, and then personally delivered it to Qi Jingyu.

In fact, the system could provide a single pill to cure Qi Jingyu completely, but that would be suspicious, so the potency of the medicine was reduced and added little by little to his daily decoction, and it took effect gradually.

Qi Ning could also openly and legitimately enter Qi Jingyu's courtyard by delivering medicine to him every day.

In any case, apart from the two of them and the old lady, everyone else in the Marquis's mansion is still hunting in Lingshan in the autumn.

Aside from paying her respects to the old lady and chatting with her, Qi Ning had nothing else to do each day.

Normally, she would spend half a day chatting and embroidering with the old lady, and the other half a day reading and writing with Qi Jingyu in Yinqing Pavilion.

Qi Ning's handwriting was not bad, but Qi Jingyu's calligraphy was simply too good; this probably depends on talent.

She leaned over Qi Jingyu's desk, copying his calligraphy.

Qi Jingyu watched from behind for a while, then patted her on the shoulder.

"Sit up straight."

Qi Ning reluctantly sat up straight and complained in a low voice, "Whether I sit up straight or not, it'll all look the same when I write it."

It has a somewhat self-destructive tone.

Qi Jingyu found it funny.

In fact, Qi Ning's handwriting was already very good, but she was strong-willed and insisted on surpassing him.

"If you don't sit up straight, you won't be able to write well."

"But even sitting up straight, I can't write well."

Her voice was full of distress.

"Then..." Qi Jingyu thought for a moment, "Shall I teach you?"

"May I?"

Qi Ning looked up at Qi Jingyu, her beautiful eyes shining.

"Naturally."

Qi Jingyu stood beside her, bent down, and reached his right hand behind her back to loosely grasp her hand holding the pen.

Qi Jingyu's hands were very long and beautiful, and Qi Ning glanced at them distractedly.

"Seriously."

"Oh."

Qi Ning quickly looked away.

Qi Jingyu held her hand and taught her to write a few words.

"You need to concentrate and calm your mind when you write; you are too impetuous."

"Look, these few characters are written much better, aren't they?"

When he spoke, his voice was right above Qi Ning's head.

"Yes! These words are indeed..."

Qi Ning excitedly raised her head, only to bump her head against Qi Jingyu's chin with a "thud".

Qi Jingyu didn't make a sound, but simply released Qi Ning's hand and stood up straight.

"What's wrong? Does it hurt?"

Qi Ning stood up somewhat flusteredly.

Seeing that Qi Jingyu was covering his chin with his hand, she reached out to pull his hand away, wanting to see his chin.

The two stood very close, and there was no one else in the study. Qi Jingyu paused for a moment.

He simply let go of her hand to show Qi Ning: "See, it's okay."

Qi Ning looked at him and wondered if it was because Qi Jingyu rarely went out or because he was born with it, but his skin was whiter than that of the average man. At this moment, his chin was slightly flushed.

Qi Jingyu not only said he was fine, but also asked Qi Ning, "Does your head hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt," Qi Ning shook her head.

"That's good."

Qi Jingyu took a step back and picked up the book he had been reading halfway through again: "You wrote very well just now, keep writing."

As he spoke, he picked up the book and walked towards the window, intending to sit down and read it.

Qi Ning stared at his footsteps.

How is your leg?

Now, Qi Jingyu has been drinking the herbal medicine for more than half a month, and he walks without any abnormalities, just like an ordinary person.

Qi Jingyu sat down in the chair by the window, and said thoughtfully, "The medicine prescribed by that old doctor is indeed very effective, but..."

"Just what?"

"However, he originally said that my leg ailment had been delayed for too long and could not be cured completely, at most it could only allow me to walk normally again. But I feel that the medicine he prescribed is more than that. Now I can not only walk normally, but I also have no discomfort in my leg. It's no different from being cured."

That's because the herbal decoction contained medicine provided by the system, which is why it worked.

Qi Ning said without changing his expression, "Didn't the old doctor say that it's only a possibility? The specific outcome depends on the extent of your recovery. Perhaps it's because you've been resting well."

Qi Jingyu hummed in agreement: "Perhaps."

"You're going to reward him handsomely later, aren't you? Just have him take a look for you then, and you'll know."

"You have a point."

Qi Ning added, "I don't know when Father and the others will be back. They've been hunting in Ling Mountain for almost half a month now."

Qi Jingyu replied, "It should be soon."

Based on past years' experience, autumn hunting usually lasts about a month.

One of them sat by the window reading a book, and the other sat at the table writing, chatting intermittently.

Qi Jingyu was engrossed in reading for a while, and when he finished a page and was about to turn the page, he realized that Qi Ning hadn't made a sound for quite some time.

He found it strange that a normally boisterous person had suddenly become quiet.

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