After wearing the book, I spread dog food with the villain tyrant

Chapter 21 How to become a pig's trotter
Di Wushi didn't get the answer he wanted, so he simply grabbed one of her hands: "I asked what happened to your hand?"

"What's wrong with my hand? Ah...how did my hand turn into a pig's trotter!"

It's no wonder Yunxi cried out, because she was also frightened by her hands that were swollen into trotters.

The gloom on Di Wushi's face dissipated a lot after being teased by her "little pig's trotter", and there was actually a hint of a smile in her voice.

"Well, what's the matter with your little pig's trotters?"

At first glance, Yunxi was confused by her hands, and she didn't want to admit that they were her hands, but she soon remembered what happened.

"I'm poisoned."

"Poisoned?"

"Well, it must be poisoned."

Yun Xi told about the poisoning in his incense powder before, stared at his hand with some annoyance, and muttered in a low voice, "I wiped it clean, why is it still swollen?"

She didn't pay attention to it before, but felt a little itchy, thinking it was bitten by a mosquito, and scratched it casually a few times without even looking at it.

Di Wushi propped up his arms, pressed his big hands against his temples, hummed, and closed his eyes slightly, these methods have long been common in the palace.

During this period of time, she was wearing a favorite hat, and it was normal for some people to be impatient.

These things were within his expectations, and he didn't care.

Back when she was desperately fighting for favor and wanting a chance to sleep with her, Di Wushi had already been waiting to see her fate.

It's just that her attitude made Di feel puzzled, but anyone who changed her would cry in front of him and beg him to make the decision.

Di Wushi really wanted to know, what was she thinking?
"why did not you tell me?"

Yun Xi looked at him with clear and pure eyes, and asked, "Why did I tell you?"

"Don't you want to compete for favor? Wouldn't it be a pity not to take advantage of such a good opportunity?" Di Wushi asked bluntly.

Yunxi said again: "I didn't compete for favor!" Did the male god misunderstand something?

Afraid that he would not believe it, I said it again firmly: "I really don't want to compete for favor."

Di Wushi sneered coldly, and his voice was cool: "If you don't compete for favor, you will do everything possible to monopolize the opportunity to be close to me? If you don't compete for favor, you will care about whether I sleep well? If you don't compete for favor, you will see my current appearance. Looks like you still came to get close to me?"

For some reason, Yun Xi actually felt a little sore when he heard his repeated questioning, not because he didn't believe her, but because he felt sorry for him who had cold thorns all over his body to protect himself from injury.

In this palace, everyone treats him well with a purpose, so he feels that she treats him well, and like other women in the palace, she just uses his liking to climb up for favor.

Naturally, Yunxi couldn't say that she cared about him because she was his little fan girl.

At the beginning, I wanted to meet him with the heart of a fan girl, and then I wanted to meet him because of Longquanyu.

All along, it was true that she cared about him, without any hypocrisy, but even if she told him, he would not believe her, and he would definitely feel that she had malicious intentions.

Sure enough, idols are only suitable for admiring the beauty of the prosperous age from a distance, and guarding silently.

Fearing that he would still feel that he was deliberately trying to win favor in front of him, Yunxi quickly put his hands behind his back and hid them, stepped back a few steps, kept a distance, and frowned slightly: "What do you have to do to make you believe I didn't?" What about competing for favor? As long as you say it, I will do it."

Di Wushi pinched both sides of his swollen forehead, once again he couldn't understand her thoughts.

(End of this chapter)