As soon as the Ji Da sounded, the daughter-in-law made a brilliant appearance!

Chapter 200 Miss, Let’s Escape from Marriage!

Cui Xin lowered the car curtain and turned to leave.

Not long after, she saw Zhi Nian coming back skipping and dancing.

I saw Zhi Nian holding a few blooming Oncidiums in his hands. The flowers were so gorgeous and beautiful.

Cui Xin came closer curiously, carefully examined the flowers in her hand, then looked up at Zhi Nian.

"Are you picking flowers? The lady just asked you where you were going, go back quickly."

Zhi Nian nodded slightly, then climbed onto the carriage with swift movements.

Jiang Wanyin gazed at the several elegant yellow flowers in front of her. Her hand, which was originally tightly holding the heater, couldn't help but tighten a little, making the already red little hand even brighter.

However, the owner of the hand did not seem to notice this, and instead handed the flower forward again.

"Miss, this is for you." The little maid smiled and handed it forward.

Jiang Wanyin's arms, which were tightly hugging the heater, trembled unconsciously. Her beautiful eyes slowly raised and looked at the well-behaved and lovely little maid in front of her.

I saw the other person's big watery eyes sparkling with joy, and my figure was reflected in them.

She bit her lips lightly, and her fair and beautiful face revealed a barely perceptible nervousness.

After hesitating for a moment, she finally stretched out her slender jade-like hand and asked uncertainly, "For me?"

"Uh-huh."

Zhi Nian nodded vigorously, her small ears blushed slightly, and her tone of voice was soft.

The system's announcement sounded in my mind:

Current task target Jiang Wanyin

Current love value: 40%

Current host's health status: 10%

When Jiang Wanyin stretched out her delicate hands to take the Oncidium orchids, her fingertips accidentally touched Zhi Nian's fingers, and a slight numbing sensation instantly spread throughout her body.

Jiang Wanyin was slightly startled, then quickly took the flower, then brought the Oncidium close to her nose and sniffed it. The elegant fragrance was refreshing and intoxicating.

"……Thanks."

Jiang Wanyin thanked him softly, her voice as thin as a mosquito's, as if she was afraid of being heard, and her ears quickly flushed with an alluring blush.

Zhi Nian's lips curved up as he stared at Jiang Wanyin intently, his eyes full of tenderness and smiles.

Jiang Wanyin lowered his head and gazed at the Oncidium in his hand, feeling a little regretful.

Without roots, this flower will wither and die in no time even in winter.

The delicate veins of the Oncidium connect the small flowers. The white petals are elegant and pleasant, and the deep yellow stamens are like the finishing touch, adding a charming and lovely atmosphere.

Jiang Wanyin couldn't help but think of the little maid beside her...

Just as Jiang Wanyin fell into deep thought, he suddenly realized that his previous thoughts were a bit strange and ridiculous.

She came to her senses and handed the warm hand warmer in her hand to Zhi Nian.

Zhi Nian pursed her lips, shook her head, and refused: "I don't want it, Miss, please keep it so that it won't get cold later."

Jiang Wanyin narrowed her dark eyes, an impenetrable black color. She placed it forcefully in Zhi Nian's hand, but her tone was light.

"Keep it warm."

Zhi Nian held a warm hand warmer in his hand. He blinked a few times, feeling a little overwhelmed.

Then she watched Jiang Wanyin rummaging through the drawer at the bottom. After a while, Jiang Wanyin pulled out a blue and white porcelain vase.

I saw her add some water into the bottle, and then carefully put the flower in her hand into it.

The carriage would occasionally shake due to the roughness of the road, and the bunch of Oncidium would sway with the slight vibration and emit bursts of elegant fragrance.

"Miss, are you worried that these flowers will wither?" Zhi Nian asked curiously.

Hearing the voice, Jiang Wanyin raised his eyes, glanced at Zhi Nian lightly, and responded softly: "Yeah."

Zhi Nian looked at his young lady, blinked his eyes, and said sincerely: "Miss, it doesn't matter if these flowers wither. I will pick fresh flowers for you every day in the future."

"Okay, I'll wait."

The corners of Jiang Wanyin's mouth rose slightly, outlining a faint smile.

Zhi Nian looked at Jiang Wanyin in a daze, and suddenly felt a chill on his hand.

She looked down and found that it was Jiang Wanyin who had picked up a bottle of ointment and was carefully applying it to her wound.

The jar of ointment was milky white, exuding a faint fragrance and with a fine texture. It was obvious at first glance that it was of great value.

Zhi Nian subconsciously wanted to retract his hand, but Jiang Wanyin held it tightly and he could not move.

She had no choice but to say softly: "Miss, this is not appropriate..."

Jiang Wanyin didn't look up, and focused on applying medicine to the red and swollen hands. "This medicine is for you. Make sure to wipe your hands well, okay?"