r18novel Chapter 3 She really is a yandere
Chapter 3 She really is a yandere
Just then, Steward Mei came over with hurried steps.
She stood in the doorway, her chest heaving slightly, her face showing an unusual tension, and said quickly in a low voice:
"Xiao Wuzi, get ready! His Highness wants to collect flower petals to make cosmetics. Quickly bring scissors and a basket and carefully serve him, understand?"
Wu Feng was startled, but quickly recovered and replied in a low voice, "Yes, Sister Mei."
He immediately turned and went back to the tool shed, put down the scissors he was holding, and replaced them with a sharper pair. He also took down two clean bamboo baskets from the wall, one to hold the cut flowers, and the other as a spare.
He moved swiftly, but his mind was racing with calculations.
Serving Li Yunrui, this crazy woman, is a constant battle between life and death. But danger often presents opportunity.
Manager Mei breathed a slight sigh of relief when she saw how swiftly he moved, but her brows were still furrowed.
The eldest princess acted on a whim this time; she didn't have time to inform Wu Feng beforehand.
I just hope this little eunuch is quick-witted and doesn't make a mistake, otherwise she, as the person in charge, will probably be implicated.
"Quickly, come with me." Manager Mei beckoned.
Wu Feng, carrying a basket and scissors, followed Manager Mei out of the tool shed.
The two walked along the pebble path in the small garden and arrived just as Li Yunrui reached the peony garden in the center of the garden.
"Greetings, Your Highness."
Manager Mei and Wu Feng immediately bowed in respect.
Li Yunrui ignored them and didn't even glance at them.
She walked towards the peony garden in full bloom, her pale yellow skirt brushing against the bluestone slabs with a soft rustling sound.
Manager Mei immediately gave Wu Feng a wink.
Wu Feng understood and quickly picked up his tools and followed, keeping a distance of about three steps, head bowed, in a respectful posture.
The spring morning breeze swept through the garden, bringing with it the fragrance of flowers and plants, as well as the unique scent emanating from Li Yunrui ahead.
It is cool and fragrant, like winter plum blossoms mixed with some kind of precious spice.
The fragrance drifted on the wind, enveloping Wu Feng, who was following behind.
If it were someone else, they might have been tempted, but Wu Feng had no romantic thoughts at the moment, only focused vigilance.
Just then, Li Yunrui raised his hand.
Her hands were very white, with slender, long fingers and neatly trimmed nails that had a faint pink tint.
At that moment, the index finger gently pointed to a red peony in full bloom in the flowerbed.
Wu Feng immediately stepped forward, cleanly and neatly cut off the peony, and then carefully placed it into the bamboo basket.
Li Yunrui didn't say anything and continued walking forward.
After taking a few steps, he raised his hand and pointed again.
Wu Feng stepped forward again and cut off the flower she was pointing to.
This continued, with Li Yunrui pointing and Wu Feng pruning. The garden was so quiet that only the sounds of footsteps, pruning, and the occasional birdsong could be heard.
Manager Mei, who was following behind, breathed a sigh of relief upon seeing this.
She exchanged a glance with Chunmei beside her, who shook her head almost imperceptibly.
Manager Mei nodded, indicating that she understood.
His Highness was very angry yesterday and smashed so many things; he didn't sleep much last night.
I guess I came to the small garden today to pick flowers and relax, and to vent my frustrations. This isn't the first time.
She glanced at Wu Feng's retreating figure, thinking to herself, "This kid is clever, but... who can predict what the Princess is thinking?"
If any flower doesn't meet my expectations or isn't cut well, I'll probably have to change gardeners again.
Wu Feng was unaware of what Steward Mei and Chunmei were thinking; at that moment, all his attention was focused on the person in front of him.
He would cut whichever flower Li Yunrui wanted.
As Li Yunrui walked, he glanced at the little eunuch beside him out of the corner of his eye.
She was half a head shorter than me, thin, wearing a worn green shirt, and had a meek and obedient appearance.
Looking at that delicate face, Li Yunrui's beautiful face still maintained a very faint smile, but the disgust in her heart spread like a poisonous vine.
She hated Ye Qingmei intensely, and naturally loathed Chen Pingping and all eunuchs!
Just then, a small, loose pebble rolled down from the edge of the flowerbed with a soft "thud," landing right on Li Yunrui's exquisite embroidered shoes.
They were a pair of soft satin shoes, the uppers embroidered with delicate lotus scroll patterns, but now they were stained with a small patch of brown mud.
Li Yunrui stopped in his tracks instantly.
The faint smile on his face vanished, and his expression turned cold.
Chunmei and Steward Mei behind her felt a chill run down their spines and their faces turned pale.
It’s over.
This small pebble had to fall at this exact moment, of all times, onto His Highness's shoes.
Given His Highness's current mood, this little eunuch is likely to become the fastest-dying gardener in Guangxin Palace.
Manager Mei had even already figured out where to find another gardener later.
Wu Feng kept a close eye on Li Yunrui's every little movement from beginning to end.
He was startled the moment he saw the small pebble fall.
But almost simultaneously, he had already reacted.
He quickly put down the basket and scissors in his hand, took two steps to Li Yunrui, and knelt down without hesitation.
Then he took out a clean, plain white handkerchief from his pocket, lowered his head, and gently wiped the mud off his shoes with the handkerchief.
The movements were gentle yet swift; after a quick wipe, a clean side of the cloth was used to wipe the shoes again until they were shiny again.
The whole process took only two or three breaths.
Manager Mei and Chunmei were both stunned.
Li Yunrui's expression was also slightly surprised at this moment.
She looked down at the little eunuch kneeling at her feet, watching him carefully wipe the surface of her shoes, and a strange glint flashed in his usually cold eyes.
Immediately afterwards, a radiant smile appeared on her face.
The smile was much more genuine than before; the corners of her eyes curved slightly, her lips turned up, and her whole face instantly brightened.
[Ding~ Mood points +20!]
Wu Feng was startled.
Was that voice just now... a hallucination?
But he dared not be distracted at this moment. After wiping Li Yunrui's shoes clean, he put away the handkerchief, stepped back behind Li Yunrui, picked up the basket and scissors again, and resumed his previous humble and obedient demeanor.
Only then did Li Yunrui take a closer look at the young gardener.
It seems... it's not the same one as last time.
She turned around, looked at Steward Mei behind her, and raised an eyebrow without saying a word.
Manager Mei instantly understood Li Yunrui's meaning, and quickly stepped forward to report in a low voice:
"Your Highness, Xiao Liangzi was punished with a beating a few days ago and is no longer alive. This is the new Xiao Wuzi, who was trained in the Imperial Garden and is quite skilled."
Li Yunrui's gaze returned to Wu Feng, his expression playful.
"Oh?" Her voice was soft, with a sickly gentleness. "I've changed gardeners again?"
She tilted her head, as if thinking about something interesting, and her smile deepened: "Hmm...this is so much fun."
Wu Feng knelt on the ground again, his forehead touching the ground: "This humble Wu Zi greets Your Highness."
Looking at him kneeling on the ground, Li Yunrui suddenly raised her foot and stretched out the embroidered shoe that had just been wiped clean in front of Wu Feng.
The tip of his shoe almost touched Wu Feng's nose.
"It's still a bit dirty," Li Yunrui's voice was gentle, yet carried a chillingly sickening quality. "Wipe it clean."
"Yes, Your Highness."
Wu Feng responded and took out his handkerchief again.
This time, he gently held Li Yunrui's ankle with one hand—he could feel the slenderness of her ankle through the soft satin—while his other hand carefully wiped every corner of her shoe with a handkerchief.
[Ding~ Mood points +30!]
Looking down at the humble and ingratiating manner of the young gardener, and watching him intently wiping his shoes, Li Yunrui felt a surge of joy she had never experienced before.
In the past, the gardeners would tremble with fear at the sight of her cold face, their hands shaking as they cut flowers, and they dared not touch her feet.
But this little eunuch in front of me not only dared to touch me, but did it so naturally, so... obediently.
This feeling...
Well……
It seems to sound very similar to a word that Ye Qingmei, that woman, once used...
What was it called again?
correct.
groveling.
Thinking about this, Li Yunrui felt a little excited.
The feeling of controlling others and watching them humbly fawn over her was like a warm current that climbed up her spine, making her feel happy all over.
[Ding~ Mood points +30!]