Host, stop: You are cannon fodder, not a villain.

Su Wujing liked the material very much, so he agreed and took off his clothes very calmly in front of Lin Shuangchen to change into them.

Lin Shuangchen was stunned for a second, his eyes quickly glanced at Su Wujing's exposed collarbone, and he turned his back and walked out.

This kid really didn't have any scheming. He started to change his clothes in front of everyone, without treating him as an outsider.

Muttering in his heart, he was stopped by Su Wujing's voice before he took a few steps.

Lin Shuangchen turned around, "What did you say?"

Su Wujing had thrown away his shirt, revealing his slender waist. He looked down at the clothes and said expressionlessly, "Change for me."

Lin Shuangchen almost choked to death at Su Wujing's words, but she actually asked him to help him get dressed?

Do you really think you are a prince or a noble?

That's right, isn't Su Wujing the prince? Although he is a prince who was turned into a corpse puppet and no one loves him, this is a problem that cannot be changed because he has been well served.

Lin Shuangchen walked over resignedly, picked up the innermost layer of white clothes and helped Su Wujing put it on, followed by the beautifully embroidered outer shirt.

The blue-gray cloud brocade satin with lifelike Su embroidered dragon patterns, tied with a belt, made the waist even more slender. Fortunately, this outfit did not come with pants, otherwise Lin Shuangchen would not have known how to change it.

Lin Shuangchen coughed awkwardly as his fingers left Su Wujing's waist, "I'll go back and change clothes. You wait for me downstairs first."

Su Wujing didn't respond and went directly to the mirror. He was not satisfied with the shoes on his feet and felt a little nondescript.

He frowned slightly and went to the glass shoe cabinet to pick out a pair of black half-boots. When he wanted to ask Lin Shuangchen to put them on for him, they were no longer there.

Su Wujing was not very happy, so he went downstairs with his shoes and sat in the living room, waiting impatiently.

Lin Shuangchen came down a few minutes later, and Su Wujing asked Lin Shuangchen to put on his shoes as a matter of course.

Lin Shuangchen's mouth twitched, and he looked at Su Wijing, who was sitting as steady as a rock on the sofa, and then at the pair of black short boots placed aside. Are they waiting for him to wear them?

Lin Shuangchen really didn't know what to say, so he could only look at the servant on the side, the meaning was obvious.

Su Wujing was not happy. After the servant came over, he shrank his feet and stared at Lin Shuangchen displeasedly, "I'll let you wear it."

"My Highness! Why do you insist on arresting me for wearing clothes?"

Su Wujing just stared at him, his eyes began to be filled with anger, as if he would lose his temper if he didn't wear it.

Lin Shuangchen subconsciously covered his face and touched his chest, and had to sigh that Su Wujie was really ruthless. If he hadn't redeemed a bottle of effective medicine, he wouldn't be able to go out now.

Seeing the look in Su Wujing's eyes, Lin Shuangchen compromised again. He called the servant away and came over. He half-crouched in front of Su Wujing, took hold of the foot wearing white socks and put on the short boots.

Su Wujing looked down, the anger in his eyes dissipated a bit, and he didn't think there was anything inappropriate about his requests. Instead, they were what Lin Shuangchen, as a knight, should do.

After putting on his shoes, Lin Shuangchen raised his head and met Su Wujing's gaze, "My dear Your Highness, the knight is not a servant, can you do anything else to me?"

Su Wujing calmly reached out and patted Lin Shuangchen's face, "This is your honor."

"I don't want this honor for nothing." Lin Shuangchen stood up and stretched out his hand to Su Wujing, "Can you leave?"

Su Wujing reached out to pick it up, then stood up and followed Lin Shuangchen out, enjoying Lin Shuangchen's door-opening service.

When they arrived at the comic exhibition, Lin Shuangchen took Su Wujing out of the car. The combination of high-end suits and expensive Hanfu immediately attracted the attention of passers-by.

Especially the appearance of the two of them, one is tall, handsome, and has the aura of a superior person.

A man with a slender figure, gentle as jade, and quite the temperament of an ancient nobleman.

Su Wujing played with the string of sandalwood beads in his hand. He had just taken two steps before he reached out to block Lin Shuangchen beside him, and said in a teaching tone, "No servant can be equal to the master."

Lin Shuangchen was helpless and said perfunctorily, "Okay, okay, I'll move back."

Su Wujing was then satisfied and continued to walk forward. Facing the strangely dressed people at the comic exhibition, he didn't even look at them. Even when he met a famous lady and a rich man wearing Hanfu, he didn't even bother to return the greeting and walked straight over. Many people looked sideways.

Seeing Su Wujie's attitude, Lin Shuangchen regretted bringing Su Wujie here to watch Lao Shizi's comic exhibition. This was not a place to accept new things. It was clearly a place to observe the rhythm of people's sentiments. He was speechless.

Lin Shuangchen got a little closer and asked him, "Don't you think these outfits are interesting?"

Su Wujing glanced sideways at Lin Shuangchen and asked him, "Have you ever seen a hundred ghosts walking at night?"

"I met you once, what happened?"

"Could they be weirder than Hyakki Yakou?"

Lin Shuangchen was speechless and asked Su Wujing, "Then you chose the comic exhibition instead of the art exhibition?"

"I don't like it." Su Wujing answered straightforwardly. He liked ink painting. It was obvious that there was no such art exhibition in this world. Even if there were, the paintings were not as good as his, so there was nothing to see.

He just came to Comic Expo to see some new things. One glance was enough, what else did he want?

Lin Shuangchen only felt that His Highness was really difficult to serve, so he could only continue to follow Su Wujing and continue to be a bodyguard.

After shopping around for more than half of the time, Su Wujing finally stopped, pointed at a character on a certain anime poster and said, "I want this."

Lin Shuangchen looked at what Su Wujing was pointing at and his eyelids twitched, "You want a knife?"

"Ah."

Lin Shuangchen raised his forehead and said, "You can, but you can't sharpen it."

Su Wujing frowned in displeasure, "What's the use of a knife without an edge?!"

"I'm afraid you'll chop me." Lin Shuangchen answered truthfully. He was really afraid that if he got one for Su Wujing, this guy would chop him down in minutes.

Su Wujing was very disgusted, "I don't need to use a knife to kill you."

"That won't work either." Lin Shuangchen refused, "It's absolutely not possible to sharpen the blade."

Su Wujing became a little angry. He grabbed Lin Shuangchen's collar and pulled it down, "I said, I don't want to be disobedient!"

"My good highness, I didn't give you a knife, but you looked like you were going to kill me. How do you want me to survive when I get a knife?" Lin Shuangchen sighed helplessly and persuaded, "You can change it to something else, as long as it's not a knife. Anything is fine.”

Su Wujing hesitated, not because he compromised, but because he suddenly thought that in this world, he really couldn't walk around with a knife on the street.

He tilted his head, slowly loosened Lin Shuangchen's collar, and tightened his hand suddenly when Lin Shuangchen relaxed, "I want a hairpin that can kill people."

Lin Shuangchen's relaxed heart immediately became excited again. He still underestimated Su Wujing. Who said you have to use a knife to kill people? A hairpin can pierce the aorta and penetrate the heart.

Lin Shuangchen opened his mouth, but before he could say the words of rejection, he received a death stare from Su Wujing.

Lin Shuangchen hesitated for a second, "Okay! I'll find a way for you! But it will have to wait until you grow your hair long enough to use it."

This time, Su Wujing didn't refuse. Since he really didn't need it now, he let go of Lin Shuangchen's hand and added, "It needs to be strong and sharp."