Quick Transmigration Female Supporting Character: Male God, Please Lie Down

"If Your Highness likes it, just send a servant to our house to fetch it!"

Lian Qingyou looked at him and spoke softly.

Her gaze returned to the paper on the table, which seemed to be almost completely dry.

"Alright! I'll have someone pick it up tomorrow. Thank you, Miss Lian!"

Jun Moxie bowed to her with his hands clasped in greeting.

Upon seeing this, Lian Qingyou quickly moved aside.

"It's just a little effort!"

She said it with a smile.

Lian Qingyou began to collect the papers on the table.

"Let me do these; it's my way of returning the favor!"

Jun Moxie walked to her side and casually took the paper from her hand.

Their hands touched.

It was like an electric shock, emanating from the fingertips of both of them.

Lian Qingyou quickly moved her hand away, bowed slightly, and thanked him.

A hint of surprise flashed in Jun Moxie's eyes. He calmly began to organize the papers, aligning each page.

After aligning all the papers, he placed the two dark blue front and back covers on top.

They then took out thick thread and hooks, and quickly finished working on the scripture.

The scriptures were placed on the table, and he carefully pressed them down from top to bottom.

Then he picked up the brush again and wrote the name of the scripture on the cover.

"All right!"

He put down his brush, turned his head, and looked at Lian Qingyou with a smile.

"Ok!"

Lian Qingyou looked at the black characters on the dark blue cover, then smiled and glanced at Jun Moxie.

His flamboyant handwriting was completely out of character with him.

"Your Highness's handwriting is also very beautiful!"

She praised it aloud.

"Yes, I agree!"

Jun Moxie's gaze shifted from that word to Lian Qingyou's face.

"..."

Lian Qingyou was stunned for a moment. She really didn't expect Jun Moxie to be such a shameless person.

Suddenly, I felt a strange heat rising up in this small, dark room.

"Now that the scriptures are ready, I will take my leave!"

Lian Qingyou picked up both scriptures from the table.

"it is good!"

Jun Moxie responded.

Lian Qingyou went outside and handed the scriptures back to the little monk.

After the young monk checked it, he took his scripture and left.

She went outside and, upon reaching the maple forest, saw Xin'er and Shuangran searching anxiously.

Since it was a quiet Buddhist sanctuary, the two of them dared not shout loudly.

"Xin'er...Shuangran..."

Lian Qingyou called out softly.

Inside the maple forest, Xin'er and Shuangran, who were like headless flies, both turned their heads around.

The moment he saw Lian Qingyou, he immediately perked up.

Especially Xin'er, who had been holding back her tears, burst into tears the moment she saw Lian Qingyou.

"Miss...where have you been!"

Xin'er walked to her side, crying with snot and tears streaming down her face.

"I'm going to copy the scriptures!"

Lian Qingyou handed the scripture in her hand to Shuangran, who quickly took it.

"Miss, this is really worrying!"

Xin'er was still crying, still accusing Lian Qingyou.

"Okay, it's my fault!"

Even Qingyou saw that Xin'er was sobbing, so she immediately apologized.