Quickly Transmigrate: A Tsundere God Always Asks For A Hug

Chapter 15 The Flower Demon (15)

After Yan Yichi glanced at her lazily, he kissed her with thin lips: "You are my cat, who dares not let you in."

Nan Xin: "..."

so good.

"That's fine." She replied.

Yan Yichi: "What? Don't want to?"

Nan Xin immediately replied: "How is it possible? It is a great honor for me to follow you. How could I be unwilling? You say so?"

As she spoke, she flapped her crow-feather eyelashes and looked at him.

Yan Yichi: "..."

……

The next day, the flower viewing feast.

Those who came from the palace had already waited outside the courtyard, and the person who came was Gao Ban, the chief eunuch beside the emperor, which showed that the emperor attached great importance to Yan Yichi.

But after all, this attention is different from love, and there is always a reason.

Yan Yichi was as usual, with no other decorations, simply dressed in white, with long hair like ink, like a person walking out of an ink painting, no need for extra decorations, every move reveals dignity and courtesy, just right.

When Gaoban saw Yan Yichi, he immediately bowed and walked up to him, bowing his hands.

"The old slave pays his respects to the son."

Yan Yichi supported him for a while, and said in a low voice, "It's Mr. Lao Gao."

Gao Ban laughed and said: "Don't dare to be, don't dare to be, it's too late for the old slave to be happy doing things for the son."

Yan Yichi nodded lightly, it's just a scene, don't care too much.

He didn't pay attention when he was talking before, but only then did Gao Ban see Yan Yichi hugging a cat in his arms.

It turned out to be blue eyes, I don't know where Shizi got them.

"This is……"

Gao Ban pointed at Nan Xin and asked curiously.

Yan Yichi calmly covered most of Nan Xin's body with his sleeves, and said in a slightly cold voice, "I recently raised one."

Gao Ban nodded and praised: "This cat is really pretty."

Yan Yichi curled the corners of his mouth when he heard this, it was so light that people couldn't tell.

Nan Xin brushed lightly with his fingers, "Yes."

Gao Ban was a little taken aback when he heard him hum, but after he realized it, he realized that Shizi was affirming what he just said.

Gao Ban weighed it in his heart, thinking that the little ancestor in his arms had to be taken care of, otherwise the son would definitely be angry if he bumped into each other.

Nan Xin followed Yan Yichi into the carriage. During the driving, the carriage shook slightly.

Yan Yichi put Nan Xin next to her, and with a shake, Nan Xin almost fell, but luckily Yan Yichi reached out in time and snatched her back.

"scared?"

Nan Xin shook her head, "No."

She is quite courageous, so she is not so easily scared.

After a while, Nan Xin heard Yan Yichi say again: "Don't run around later, you know?"

Nan Xin nodded and replied carelessly: "Okay, okay, you will hold me tightly when the time comes and I won't run around."

On the contrary, when Yan Yichi heard her words, he raised his eyebrows with great interest, and his thin lips slightly curled up in a beautiful arc.

The voice line is a little low, lingering around the lingering sound, and pierces straight into the heart like a small hook, lingering and intriguing, very seductive.

"Hold you tight?"

At first, Nan Xin thought that there was nothing wrong with what she said, but the three words that came out of his mouth sounded wrong.

So she was stunned for a long while, not knowing how to answer his words.

"I...um..."

When Nan Xin was choked again, Yan Yichi was in a good mood.

The clean and slender fingertips lightly touched the cat's whiskers on the tip of Nan Xin's nose, and dusted them twice.

"Why are you still stuttering?"

The voice is lazy and charming, and the chuckle is more prominent in the silent carriage, as if lingering in the ear, it has not been able to dissipate for a long time.

Nan Xin: "..."

Ah ah ah ah ah! ! ! !

This man fouled! ! !foul! ! !

Nan Xin didn't look at his expression, but you can imagine his expression just by hearing his voice! ! !

Casually, lazily smiling...

Nan Xin announced: She chose to play dead.

"Well, I'm a little sleepy, call me when you get there."

Without saying much, Nan Xin immediately closed his eyes.

Acting always has to play a full set.

Yan Yichi curled the corners of her mouth silently, and her sleeves covered her head, blocking the glare of the sun.

……

Passing through the bustling streets of Chang'an City, we soon arrived at the gate of the palace.

Horse carriages outside were not allowed inside, so Yan Yichi got out of the carriage.

The palace gate is magnificent, and the avenue behind it is extremely spacious, leading directly to the palace.

Nan Xin looked at the gate in front of her, widened her eyes slightly, and said in her heart that this is the palace in her imagination! ! !
Unexpectedly, one day she would see a real imperial palace in Nanxin! ! !

If she could go back, wouldn't she be bragging for a lifetime? !

Not only did she enter the palace, hey, she will also see the queen soon, do you think she is awesome? !

Oh, I almost forgot, the one next to her is the future prince, and he also has thick thighs...

Yan Yichi felt that the cat in his arms was a little stiff, scratched the back of her neck, and said softly, "Don't be afraid."

When Gao Ban, who was leading the way, heard this sentence, he thought Yan Yichi was talking to him, and quickly replied: "What did you say, my son, I didn't hear clearly when I was looking at the road just now."

Yan Yichi: "It's nothing, I'm talking to the cat."

Gao Ban: "...the old slave got it wrong."

The flower appreciation banquet was held in the imperial garden. It was sunny in March and spring was full of vigor. All kinds of famous flowers in the imperial garden were in full bloom, bright and colorful, really beautiful.

When Yan Yichi arrived, almost all the other young masters and ladies had arrived.

Some people are the focus of the audience as soon as they appear on the stage, and Yan Yichi is such an existence.

Dressed in a simple brocade white dress, with a clear face and a tall and straight figure, he attracted the attention of everyone present.

Yan Yichi lives in the villa all the year round, and rarely attends such occasions, so some ladies who are quiet and gentle in the boudoir have hardly seen him.

A woman turned her head and asked about the person next to her.

"Who is this son, why haven't I seen it before?"

"I've never seen..."

"This young man is really extraordinary."

As soon as this remark came out, the people next to her teased the woman and said, "What? Did you like it?"

The woman was a little shy when she heard the words, and picked up the handkerchief to cover her pink cheeks, and said with a sneer, "Oh, don't talk nonsense."

At this time, someone in the know stood up to speak, glanced at her with a little disdain, and sneered.

"This is the eldest son of the Prince's Mansion. The Holy Majesty is his own uncle, and his status is extremely noble, so he doesn't care whether he is worthy or not."

The woman's face darkened immediately, and she wanted to refute but didn't dare, after all, the person who said this was the daughter of the general's mansion, so she was naturally inferior, so she had to leave with a smile.

As soon as he turned around, his face sank, black as if dripping water, and his fingers clenched the handkerchief tightly, leaving traces of it.

(End of this chapter)