A female agent travels through time and fights against the fierce enemy with weapons

Chapter 490 Do it yourself

Even though it was just a short, subtle movement, he still captured it.

It goes without saying that she must have pricked her hand while embroidering her wedding dress.

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Chen Mansion.

Looking at the embroidered handkerchief that Xiaochun brought back, Chen Wanruo was speechless.

"Miss, don't complain that it's too much. Look at what you embroidered!" Xiaochun said, pointing at the embroidered handkerchief that even she couldn't bear to look at.

Chen Wanruo: “…”

"If you ask me, miss, you might as well find an embroiderer to do it for you. You are just torturing yourself like this." Xiaochun couldn't help but speak.

"I really don't believe that I can't embroider it, hiss..." While speaking, she accidentally pricked her finger.

Seeing this, Xiaochun couldn't help but feel distressed, and hurried forward, took the embroidered handkerchief from her hand and said, "Miss..."

"Alright, alright, I know what you want to say. I, your lady, have fought bravely on the battlefield, so this injury is nothing."

"Miss, can it be the same?"

"Why is it different?" Chen Wanruo said righteously.

As he said this, he quickly lowered his head and carefully inserted the needle into the mandarin duck that Xiaochun had given him.

Seeing this, Xiaochun was also helpless.

So he sat aside quietly and said patiently:

"Miss, didn't I tell you before? The way you hold the needle is wrong. It's easy to prick your hand."

"Oh, yes, I forgot, you should hold it this way."

After saying that, Chen Wanruo quickly corrected her posture of holding the embroidery needle.

"You know what, it's easier to embroider if you hold it this way."

"Miss, you took the wrong one." Xiaochun couldn't help but speak again.

"Did you take the wrong one? But I think it's quite convenient to embroider like this." Chen Wanruo was confused.

Looking at the blood stains on her young lady's left index finger, Xiaochun finally snatched the embroidered handkerchief from her hand.

Then he even snatched the embroidery needle and demonstrated in front of her for who knows how many times:

"Miss, this is it, press the left thumb here, and then insert the needle from the bottom..."

Then Xiaochun explained it to her in detail and demonstrated it.

This kind of movement has to be done dozens of times every day in the past few days.

But even so, the young lady was still confused.

She just didn't understand. Wasn't this much easier than wielding swords and guns?

Chen Wanruo didn't know what Xiaochun was thinking. Her whole attention was now on the embroidered handkerchief in her hand.

If she knew what Xiaochun was thinking, she would definitely tell her that wielding swords and guns was much easier for her.

When Murong Chen came in, he saw Chen Wanruo with her head down, looking extremely serious.

He always thought that he was the only one who cared about these things.

She didn't care at all, but now he realized that it wasn't the case, she actually cared in her heart.

It turns out that she also has herself in her heart.

Thinking of this, even Murong Chen himself didn't notice that the corners of his mouth were slightly curved.

"hiss......"

Chen Wanruo's soft cry immediately brought Murong Chen back to his senses.

"Miss, you pricked your hand again?" Xiaochun said with concern.

At this time, Chen Wanruo had already put her index finger in her mouth and just said "hmm" softly.

After a while, he decided to continue.

These days, it's all too common to prick your finger.

But after a short while, Chen Wanruo lowered her head again and prepared to continue embroidering.

But before she could insert the needle, the embroidery handkerchief in her hand was taken away.

When he looked up, he found that the person who took away his embroidered handkerchief was Murong Fa.

"What are you doing?" Chen Wanruo asked unhappily.

"Stop embroidering. Look at your hands?"

As he spoke, he held Chen Wanruo's hand in his own and continued:

"I am very happy to see you like this, but I feel very sad to see you stabbing your hand because of this. Wanruo, I am very satisfied to be able to marry you."

"I don't want to see you get hurt. I hope you can live well by my side, accompany me until old age, and watch the sunrise and sunset with me. That's enough."

Murong Chen spoke these words very seriously.

He has never been good at speaking, and many times, he doesn't even know how to express his love.

He just knew that he couldn't lose her.

Even if she was only slightly hurt, he would feel heartbroken.

It hurts a lot.

Xiaochun had already walked out at this time. The moment she saw the prince coming in, she tactfully left.

It’s already very late, and I didn’t expect that the prince would come.

I think it was Ye Yi who revealed it to the prince just now.

Given how concerned the prince is about their young lady, he would naturally come here as soon as possible.

"But, don't you have to embroider your wedding dress yourself?" Chen Wanruo couldn't help but say.

In a woman's life, she only gets to be a bride once, and it is a very happy thing for her to wear the wedding dress she embroidered herself.

Thinking of this, she was about to snatch the embroidered handkerchief from Murong Chen's hand.

However, Murong Chen easily avoided it and at the same time snatched the embroidery needle from her hand.

"I, Murong Chen's wife, don't need it. Those who want to be embroidered are other people's wives. I just want you to be well, eat well, sleep well, and live a good life every day. I will be satisfied."

After saying this, Murong Chen hugged Chen Wanruo tightly in his arms again.

He hugged her very tightly, as if he was afraid that Chen Wanruo would suddenly disappear.

My body even felt a little trembling.

Chen Wanruo patted his shoulder and said with a smile: "Okay, okay, I won't embroider anymore, is that okay?"

She didn't expect that he would be so nervous just because she was embroidering a wedding dress.

"What's wrong with you?" Seeing that he still didn't let her go after she finished talking, Chen Wanruo couldn't help but ask.

Although Murong Chen was nervous about himself in the past, he was not nervous to this extent.

"Look at what you said. If I'm not here, where else can I go? Look at me, you're strangling me so hard that I can't breathe."

After saying this, Murong Chen gently let her go.

After putting it down, he picked up Chen Wanruo's hand again, placed it in front of his eyes, and looked at it gently for a few times.

When I saw that there were many new and old wounds on my index finger and thumb, I subconsciously wanted to hold her fingers in my mouth like Chen Wanruo did just now.

As soon as she raised her finger, she realized that her action seemed a bit reckless.

Then it stopped again.

"You know that these injuries are just superficial injuries to me. No, they are not even superficial injuries."

"That was in the past. Now you have me, and you can't bear even this little injury." Murong Chen said in a rare domineering manner.