quick transmigration cannon fodder's records of counterattacks (Book 2)

329: If You Don't Study, You'll Die, Kay?

Since coming to this world, Ning Shu had never hit anyone with her own hands because this body was seriously pitifully weak.

However, Wen Ruhua really disgusted her too much. He insulted and humiliated women in order to make himself feel better and just kept using the fact that Bai Qinxiang had once broken a promise to him as a basis to believe that all women were evil and he was the only one in the right. He was seriously scum.

Even if she had really been Bai Qinxiang, she didn’t owe Wen Ruhua anything. It was Wen Ruhua that kept holding on to some old promise and feeling sorry for himself.

“Yue Lan, your turn. Your miss is a little tired.” Ning Shu’s hand was shaking from overexertion.

“How dare you!?” Wen Ruhua pressed a hand against his face and glowered incrediously at Ning Shu. “You actually hit me!?”

Ning Shu blew on her palm, then looked at him indifferently. “If you yap in front of me again, this ma’am will cripple you!”

“Bai Qinxiang, I’ll kill you!” Wen Ruhua wanted to rush into the room to get the heirloom sword, but Ning Shu just said coldly, “Are you sure? I still have a highly skilled guard with me. As long as I blow on this whistle, you’ll be reporting to the Yellow Springs before you even get a chance to kill me.”

Wen Ruhua froze. Ning Shu walked towards him, so he retreated backward while glaring at Ning Shu. “Lowly wretch, what exactly are you trying to do?”

Ning Shu said gently, “Cousin, I want you to start studying beginning tomorrow. Stop reading those useless books and catch up on your studies to take the imperial exams.”

“I told you that I’m not going to take those exams! And what does the books I read have anything to do with you?” shouted Wen Ruhua, his face ashen.

Ning Shu said mildly, “It’s not good to read those books too much. Rubbing yourself that much isn’t good for your body. In addition, Cousin, your meals aren’t nutritious enough in the first place, so if you keep rubbing yourself like this, you’ll end up dying from overexertion.”

“I don’t understand what you’re talking about. Move aside, I’m going to sleep,” said Wen Ruhua coldly.

Ning Shu’s voice remained very gentle. “Cousin, tomorrow morning, Qinxiang will wake you up so that you can start studying. If you don’t study, you’ll die, kay?” Ning Shu lifted the dangling whistle.

Wen Ruhua glanced at the whistle, then stormed inside and slammed the door.

Ning Shu curled her lips in contempt, then said to Yue Lan, “Let’s go to sleep, but be vigilant tonight.”

Ning Shu entered the tent and made sure to check the sword below the blanket before going to sleep.

The summer night was filled with the croaking of frogs. Wen Ruhua tossed and turned on his bed, unable to fall asleep. He reached up to touch his face, then hissed in pain as he silently cursed Bai Qinxiang for being so brutal.

As expected of that malicious woman, that hateful bitch!

The moonlight that passed through the window illuminated Wen Ruhua’s pale face that was twisted with anger. It made him look like a malevolent ghost.

It was terribly sinister.

Wen Ruhua’s breathing started become unsteady due to anger. He sat up on the bed and looked at the tent in the courtyard.

Then he got off the bed and put on his shoes before quietly pushing open the door and walking to the tent. When he heard the slow even breathing coming from inside, he smiled coldly.

He carefully climbed into the tent and walked to the bed, then reached out to take off the whistle that was tied around Ning Shu’s neck. It was his first time doing something like this so he held his breath nervously and his fingers trembled as he worked.

Just when he was about to succeed, a snow-white light flashed in front of his eyes. Before he could even react, he felt something cold pierce into his abdomen and he bent over reflexively from the pain.