Quickly Transmigrate: A Tsundere God Always Asks For A Hug

Chapter 6 The Flower Demon (6)

Yan Yichi just glanced lightly, and then signaled Tianchen with his eyes.

Tianchen understood immediately, and took out a silver needle from his cuff.

Seeing the silver needle, Shen Ru's face immediately turned ugly, and her face turned red.

What does he mean by this, is he suspecting that she will poison it?
The silver needle was slowly inserted into the pastry, and it was taken out after a while without changing color.

"I tell my son, it's non-toxic."

Yan Yichi nodded lightly, hummed, but did not make the next move.

Now Shen Ru was completely wronged, with tears in her eyes, she stared pitifully at Yan Yichi and said, "My son...why don't you believe in Ru'er? How could I possibly harm you."

Nan Xin twitched the corner of her mouth: "..."

Ruer?

This is so intimate.

I don't know how similar the relationship between the two is.

Yan Yichi probably also got speechless, and ignored her.

Nan Xin looked at it. In fact, the pastries in the food box were still in good condition. Although they were definitely not as good as those made by Yan Yichi's own cook, they still looked good.

Just as Nan Xin wanted to stretch out his paws to have a look, Yan Yichi gently held his hand.

"Still hungry?"

His cool voice was full of jokes, which reached Nan Xin's ears, making her face feel a little hot.

Doesn't this mean that she feels that she is not full after eating a lot?

"Meow~"

With outsiders around, Nan Xin couldn't speak, and could only meow twice.

The corners of Yan Yichi's mouth curled up slightly, stroking her white hair coaxingly, "Ah Nan, there are still at home."

Nan Xin couldn't help twitching twice, Ah Nan...what's the name?
Tian Chen at the side understood, it turned out that the white cat was named Anan.

Seeing that one person and one cat got along very harmoniously, Shen Ru completely ignored her, so she couldn't help feeling angry.

"My son, this is a cake I made myself, why don't you try it?"

Hearing this, Yan Yichi's eyes darkened, then he raised them and spoke slowly, the words he said were extremely heartbreaking.

"When did I say...to try this kind of inferior product?"

As if his skills were not enough, Yan Yichi added: "It's not enough to feed my Anan."

Nan Xin applauded silently in her heart: Wonderful man...

This is definitely a good lesson in modern times. A whore master.

Hearing Yan Yichi's casual and mocking words, Shen Ru turned pale and bit her lower lip hard.

"My lord, why do you..."

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted impatiently by Yan Yichi.

"Tianchen, see off the guests."

Shen Ru panicked, and wanted to step forward in a vain attempt to catch Yan Yichi, but was stopped by Tianchen.

He said politely: "Miss Shen should go back, don't make your son angry."

Shen Ru bit her lip, feeling a little annoyed inside, but even if she was not convinced, she had no choice but to go back.

……

After returning from the villa, the more Shen Ru thought about it, the angrier she became, and the more she thought about it, the more uncomfortable she became.

As soon as the carriage stopped in front of the Prince's Mansion, she immediately got out of the carriage and walked quickly to the courtyard of Princess Shen Wenlan.

Shen Wenlan was admiring the flowers in the pavilion at this time, just when she heard the servants report that Miss Shen was back, she saw Shen Ru walking not far away with a very angry look.

"aunt!"

"What's it like to be yelling in the mansion!" Shen Wenlan took a sip of tea and said with a little dissatisfaction.

Shen Ru's face was puffed up, her face sullen, "Auntie, I'm not too angry."

Shen Wenlan asked: "Did you deliver it to the dim sum kid? Did you pick it up?"

Shen Ru snorted angrily, curled her lips and said, "I took it, but he suspected that we poisoned it, so he threw it away without touching it, and said that his cats don't eat it."

Hearing this, Shen Wenlan's eyes sank, and a sharp and sinister color flashed in an instant.

Hmph, that woman's bastard is indeed a bad thing.

"Don't worry about it, Aru. When he comes back, I will naturally let you be with him."

Hearing this, Shen Ru's eyes lit up a bit, and she looked at Shen Wenlan with surprise, "Really? Aunt?"

Shen Wenlan gave her a bad look, flipped the tea leaves with the lid of the cup, and said with a smile: "When did I lie to you, just wait for him to come back."

Shen Ru rushed over and hugged Shen Wenlan, and said coquettishly, "My aunt is the best for me!"

Shen Wenlan tapped the tip of her nose, and said with a smile: "You, you, it's fine to say this in front of me, but don't let your mother hear it."

Shen Ru replied happily: "Don't worry, Auntie, I won't."

"Well, calm down, don't worry."

Back then, she wasn't like that.

After waiting for so many years, it was hard to get to the current position.

These years, she has engraved patience into her bones, after all, she has waited for so many years, right?

Without that years-long scheme, how could she be who she is today?

……

On the villa.

A few rays of sunlight lazily hit the bamboo leaves in the courtyard, the sky is blue and transparent, the green hills welcome each other, and the white clouds love each other.

After everyone left, Nan Xin changed back to her original body.

Yan Yichi looked up at her, practiced calligraphy in his hands non-stop, and said lightly: "Can you grind ink?"

Nan Xin nodded, "Yes."

Yan Yichi was a little surprised, but he didn't ask her why.

"come over."

Nan Xin walked up to him, rolled up his sleeves, picked up a dark ink ingot and rubbed it slowly on the inkstone.

She has practiced brush calligraphy since she was a child, so she still knows these basic movements.

Yan Yichi lowered his eyelashes, and caught a glimpse of her standard ink rubbing action out of the corner of his eye.

"Can you write?" He asked again.

Nan Xin paused for a second, then nodded: "Yes."

"Then try."

She turned her head, and Yan Yichi handed her the brush in his hand, raised his eyebrows slightly, and motioned for her to take it.

Nan Xin took it, and Yan Yichi walked a few steps to the side, leaving the seat vacant for her.

She pursed her lips, not knowing what to write, thought for a few seconds, and wrote down her name.

The two big characters "Nanxin" are impressively reflected on the rice paper, flowing like clouds and flowing water, like light smoke.

Nan Xin's handwriting is not like the elegant lower case script of a lady, nor is it as vigorous as a man's.

But the strength of her handwriting is just right, and the strokes are elegant, atmospheric and natural.

Yan Yichi was really a little surprised now, the corners of his eyes raised, "Have you ever learned to write?"

Nan Xin blinked, and had no choice but to put on a pretense and said, "Well... I have seen them write in other people's homes before."

Yan Yichi: "Writing for the first time?"

Nan Xin shook his head, "That's not true, I secretly practiced at their house before."

She wouldn't say that it was her first time writing. It would be too fake to be able to write such characters for the first time.

Yan Yichi chuckled, which made Nan Xin feel a little strange.

What is he laughing at?
"But... you said that you just learned to transform into a human form not long ago."

(End of this chapter)