Quickly Transmigrate: A Tsundere God Always Asks For A Hug

Chapter 42 The Flower Demon (42)

Although Nan Xin said that he was mostly sober now, he still didn't remember what happened before.

All she knew was that she woke up from the moment she bumped her head.

There was a moment of silence in the room, Nan Xin scratched her head in embarrassment, and slowly stood up, "Then I'll go back first?"

Yan Yichi asked back: "Go back to the peach blossom tree?"

Nan Xin: "???"

Nan Xin: "!!!"

What the fuck? ? ?

When the hell did he know? ? ?

"What peach blossom tree?" Nan Xin couldn't speak fluently, and asked him in a daze.

Yan Yichi's voice was clear and shallow, without any ups and downs: "You said it yourself, you were going to sleep in a peach blossom tree, and then you bumped into it."

Nan Xin: "..."

So that's how the injury came...

Damn, well she's just an idiot...

Nan Xin said weakly, "Well... you just thought I was out of my mind at that time..."

After all, no normal person would hit a tree without incident, right?

Yan Yichi didn't say a word, unconsciously stroking the outer wall of the ointment with his fingertips.

"Go to bed early," he said.

Nan Xin nodded, and responded softly: "Okay, I'll go first."

She stood up and waved goodbye to Yan Yichi, but Yan Yichi didn't look at her.

Nan Xin was a little strange, but he didn't think much about it.

After Nan Xin left, Yan Yichi immediately summoned Tian Chen to take a bath.

The water vapor is dense and steaming, and behind the thick mist, the outline of the tough texture is looming.

The corners of the mouth of the man with drooping eyebrows were tense, and the water ripples in the bathtub became larger and larger. It took a long time before it finally calmed down, letting out a suppressed low moan.

Yan Yichi let out a mouthful of turbid air slowly, and a small drop of water appeared on his long eyelashes, which trembled and fell into the water.

……

The wind is like a thief of time, with a light blow, it takes away endless years.

Nan Xin hardly felt the autumn in Chang'an City, and it was almost winter.

The cold wind is bleak, the fallen leaves are flying, and the curled leaves on the ground are also blown away by the wind, making a burst of sound, and the unwanted nests of birds have fallen on the bare branches, looking lonely.

Nan Xin is very afraid of the cold, the kind who would try not to go out if she could not go out in winter. There is heating in the house and dormitory, so I don’t know how comfortable it is, so why run out to blow the cold wind.

So as soon as winter comes, Nan Xin basically stays in Yan Yichi's house and does not leave. In the past, she would go wherever Yan Yichi went. Now Nan Xin cares about him, and he can go wherever he likes. Get off the stove.

On this day, Nan Xin was calculating the progress of the task in her mind. She had touched the jade whistle several times, so she sent Yan Yichi to give it to her.

It's really difficult to get a foot in the door.

Nan Xin really didn't know how Yan Yichi would willingly give her the jade whistle...

When he was in a trance, Yan Yichi couldn't stand her behavior of staying in the house all day and didn't go out, so he prepared a hand stove for her and put it in her hand, and took her out for a walk.

Nan Xin really couldn't understand why someone wanted to go out for a walk in the cold weather?

There is no need to look for this time to smoke!
But under the threat of Yan Yichi's eyes, Nan Xin followed him out with great resentment under his gaze.

As soon as the door was opened, a lot of cold wind came straight in, and Nan Xin shrank like a quail.

Fortunately, there is Yan Yichi's cloak, which can shield her from the wind, otherwise she wouldn't go out even if she was killed.

"So... what is there to see outside?"

Make you insist on going out for a walk in this weather?

Nan Xin asked Yan Yichi with a muffled voice.

Yan Yichi glanced at her lightly, then hummed softly, "Isn't it possible?"

Nan Xin: "...Yes, yes."

You are the uncle, so naturally you can do anything.

There is really nothing to see outside, everything that should be dropped is gone, and there is nothing left.

After walking for a while, Yan Yichi also felt that it was meaningless, and walking with Nan Xin in his arms like this was not much different from being in the house, so he took her back.

They walked out of the villa, and when they were going back, they ran into the butler of the Prince's Mansion.

When the housekeeper saw Yan Yichi, he smiled wide-eyed, his eyes glowing.

Immediately walked to Yan Yichi with a smile: "My lord, the prince sent an old slave to ask you, when will you return to the palace?"

Yan Yichi's eyes were downcast, and his voice was cold: "What are you going back for?"

The butler was stunned for a moment, but his reaction was quick: "You are about to reach the crown, so you must go back and inherit the throne."

Yan Yichi didn't want to talk to him any further: "I'll talk about it later."

The butler raised his sleeve and wiped his forehead, then said hesitantly, "This..."

Yan Yichi glanced at him, already a little impatient, and his tone became a little more serious: "Is there anything else?"

The steward immediately replied: "It's all right, this old slave will go back and report to the prince."

Compared with the prince, he is more afraid of this prince.

Although I haven't seen it often, he is too aura to be ignored.

I heard that he is very cunning and can't be provoked at all.

Seeing that there was no result in persuading him, the housekeeper scribbled a few words and went back resentfully.

Yan Yichi glanced coldly at the carriage going away, indifferent to what the steward said just now.

Nan Xin poked her head out of the cloak and followed his gaze, but she was no longer visible, only the sound of carriage wheels getting farther and farther away could be heard.

In the past few months, Nan Xin found that the relationship between her and Yan Yichi was getting closer.

He would take her on missions several times, and during this process, Nan Xin discovered a different side of Yan Yichi.

He is also ruthless in his methods. To those who want to kill him, he exudes a cold aura from head to toe, like a god who dominates all things. He will condemn you without blinking his eyes.

Every time Nan Xin would be intimidated by him like this, he didn't dare to take a breath.

But fortunately, he usually doesn't do it himself, he thinks it's dirty.

When the shadow guard was executing, he would gently cover her eyes to prevent her from seeing such a bad scene.

Nan Xin's heart is not a hard rock. If someone treats her so well, her heart will always be moved, and her heart can't be restrained.

However, Yan Yichi's oppression is too strong.

Sometimes, when she turns around, she will suddenly see Yan Yichi's eyes looking at her, which are very deep, like an abyss, trying to attract her deeply.

At first, he would avoid his eyes.

But after a lot of times, he simply ignored it, his eyes became more and more heavy, and he didn't plan to back down.

Every time Nan Xin looked at Yan Yichi's eyes, he was a little flustered, and he didn't know why.

There is a faint light in the dark eyes, and sometimes when he suddenly meets his gaze in the middle of the night, do you know how scary it is?
He couldn't fall asleep, so scared that she also woke up and dozed off.

When she questioned him, he just said lazily that he couldn't sleep, so he just happened to look at her.

Over time, Nan Xin felt that something was developing in an unexpected direction.

No, there should be traces to be found long ago.

……

　Thanks to GYJ☆ (I have been looking for such a star for a long time, sorry baby~) and the book title already exists, gotta, Tsuki and other babies for their rewards~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)