Quick Transmigration: When a Delicate Beauty Becomes Cannon Fodder

Chapter 625: The Impostor (47)

Song Qiyuan raised his eyelids slightly and couldn't help but burst out laughing, "Don't you look at what you did before you teach me a lesson? You claim to be noble, but you, Song Qiyuan, hid under someone else's wife's quilt and acted sneakily." He dragged out the tone.

"If I hadn't come back that day, I don't know what evil you would have done."

Ruan Yu sneered and admitted it, "It's good that you know you came back at a wrong time!" He frowned and said in a somewhat aggressive tone, "I never said that I was noble. Compared to saying these... I wasn't there to harm her." The person who secretly cast the curse has no right to speak!

Pei Shiyu sat down next to Ruan Ruan while they were talking. Seeing their tense situation, he said to her, "Listening to them biting each other will only affect your mood." Pei Shiyu put a delicate thin-skinned shrimp dumpling into her bowl and said, "They should be calmer."

Ruan Yu's voice was cold and hard, "I want you to be so talkative."

"It seems someone has a bad eye." Song Qiyuan followed up on him the next second, his eyes also fell on Ruan Ruan, and he lowered his eyes pretending to be wronged, "I have always been very calm, how can you... wrongly accuse me."

Ruan Ruan covered her forehead with her hands, not wanting to look at anyone, but she could still clearly feel several gazes falling on her. She frowned fiercely, feeling a little unbearable.

But she suddenly thought that although they were arguing fiercely and looked discordant, they had actually reached a consensus behind her back and were in cahoots with each other.

Ruan Ruan sneered, then thought of what they had done and laughed in anger. She said, "You have already discussed everything with me. Now I can't say anything more. Just make some labels so that it will be convenient for me to choose. One bed can't sleep so many people——"
Pei Shiyu grabbed her hand and interrupted her unfinished words. He frowned and looked serious, but his tone was neither angry nor upset. "Don't say that on purpose to irritate me." There was a hint of submission in his voice.

Ruan Yu seemed to be concerned about her emotions. He frowned and fell silent, leaning back in his chair with his hands folded.

Ruan Ruan still had a sullen look on her face. [If you guys keep confronting me like this every time, I can’t stand it!]
No one spoke for a moment.

Song Qiyuan crossed his hands under his chin, glanced around, frowned slightly and looked a little distressed. He sighed, "It seems that I should learn sign language."
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Ruan Ruan watched Song Qiyuan collect the scattered rice papers on the table and put them aside one by one. He asked her to teach him on the pretext of wanting her to coax him, but most of the time he just sat with him. Occasionally he would ask her to gesture some sentences so that he could guess the meaning. It was basically self-study.

She watched him reading with boredom, and took a piece of white paper, writing and drawing some meaningless doodles. After stopping writing, she looked up at him again. The book was provided by Pei Shiyu. She wrote on the paper, "Speaking of which, have you ever thought about revenge? Many of your men died when you were suppressing the bandits."
Push it in front of him.

Song Qiyuan held the book, lowered his head and glanced quickly, then turned his head to look at her. The expression on her face was clearly curiosity, not out of concern.

"Well..." He moved closer to her, "Killing is killing oneself. Since I live on the edge of a knife, it's normal to be killed." He lowered his eyes and tilted his head naturally, "But I didn't intend to become a deserter, so the fact that I'm still alive now may be God's will."