I've Got This Cannon Fodder Trope Covered!

Chapter 42

"......" Wei Hanzhang wiped the area on her chin that had been touched with her handkerchief, pursing her lips and saying, "What kind of injury is this? It doesn't hurt or itch; it will heal in just two days."

"Doesn't hurt?" Xiao Junzhan lowered his eyes to watch her actions and suddenly laughed. "In front of me, you're acting like a little hedgehog, always taking on grievances outside."

His tone was quite indulgent, which made Wei Hanzhang both angry and annoyed. Just as she was about to speak, the top of her head was gently patted.

Xiao Junzhan helplessly said, "We agreed that I would draw a portrait of you today. Now, what should we do?"

"Then don't draw!" Wei Hanzhang waved his hand away, glaring at this widower and rogue, saying angrily, "Don't touch me!"

Xiao Junzhan, increasingly helpless, withdrew his hand and sat across from her. The usually reticent and self-restrained person had changed completely around the girl he was fond of.

If this were before he met her, he wouldn't have dared to even give others a glance.

But now, he found that being under her gaze wasn't close enough; he should... be able to get even closer.

After a long silence, Xiao Junzhan sighed softly, "I suppose I'll have to accept being a rogue then."

"???" Wei Hanzhang was still puzzled when she saw him call for Ning Hai.

Ning Hai, as expected of a personal attendant, was always aware of his master's needs. He entered the room holding a small jade bottle in his hands. "Young Master, this is the ointment prescribed by the doctor for treating swelling and external injuries."

Xiao Junzhan replied with a sound of acknowledgment and gestured for him to leave. He then opened the jade bottle and dipped his fingertip into the ointment.

Seeing his fluid movements, Wei Hanzhang hurriedly stepped back. "I've already applied ointment when I came here."

This reminder was indeed timely; Xiao Junzhan's arm paused mid-air as Wei Hanzhang deftly reached for the bottle in his hand, fearing that he might truly want to apply the medicine for her.

She spoke cautiously, "I know your ointment is good. I'll apply it myself when I go back at noon; there's no need for you to do it personally."

Her careful demeanor made Xiao Junzhan, who was used to her boldness, chuckle lightly. He didn't push it further and gently reminded her, "Make sure to apply it. If it's not better by tomorrow..."

"......" Wei Hanzhang lowered her eyes, not wanting to speak.

She didn't know when it had started, but she felt somewhat uncomfortable around this person.

There's something about a person's presence that is hard to describe, yet it undeniably exists.

For instance, this young master Xiao, who had never spoken harshly, carried an effortless demeanor that could surpass all the high-ranking officials and nobles Wei Hanzhang had encountered in her fifteen years of life.

The more they interacted, the less one dared to offend him.

When Ning Hai came in to serve tea, he immediately sensed the strange atmosphere between them. His already bowed posture sank even lower. He couldn't help but wonder: their Highness wasn't some terrifying monster, so why was Miss Wei still so cold and indifferent after days of being alone with him?

After a puzzled Ning Hai left, Xiao Junzhan picked up the teacup in front of him and suddenly said, "The Jiang family should be arriving in the capital later today."