Quick Travel: Redeeming the yandere villain Little Poor

The wedding day is on the fifth day of the next month, but the announcement date is on the fifteenth day of the next month.

Wei Yun had some calculations in mind. Since it could not prevent the young lady from getting married, it would prevent her from getting married in the short term.

Countless ideas ran through his mind, but the young lady said nervously at this moment: "Can you leave now? Do you need my help?"

Wei Yun was still a man after all, and it was always against the rules to break into her boudoir at night. If someone found out, it would cause a lot of trouble.

She asked so carefully, but Wei Yun smiled and nodded: "If Miss can help, that would be great."

Ji Yan blinked her eyelashes and said: "You stay here first, I will take Biyun away, and then you leave as carefully as you came."

"it is good."

Ji Yan got out of bed, bent down and put on her socks and shoes, took off the coat hanging on the screen and put it on her body.

When she walked to the door, she looked back at Wei Yun.

The room was very dark, and the young man's figure standing in front of the bed could only be vaguely seen through the moonlight outside the window. For some reason, Ji Yan stiffened for a moment, then lowered her eyes and shook her head. She must have been thinking too much, Wei Yun This cannot be the case.

At a certain moment just now, she did sense danger, and also noticed that Wei Yun seemed to have something special about her.

But if you think about it carefully, you can find a reasonable explanation to prove that it is just an illusion, not to mention that Wei Yun has become well-behaved now.

Ji Yan stopped thinking about it, opened the door a crack, and said softly to Biyun: "I feel a little unwell, maybe I caught a cold. Go and ask the kitchen to cook a bowl of ginger soup for me."

"Miss, did you catch a cold?" Biyun became nervous, "Will drinking ginger soup help? How about just asking the doctor to come and take a look?"

"No need, I know it well, a bowl of ginger soup is enough."

"Okay, then, young lady, you go back to the couch and lie down. I will go and give instructions to the kitchen."

Ji Yan hummed and pretended to close the door. After making sure that Biyun had gone far, she turned to Wei Yun and said, "The people have moved away. You should go back quickly."

Wei Yun did not move immediately. When Ji Yan was about to ask, he took a step forward.

Ji Yan then walked aside to make way for him.

But when the young man passed by her, he seemed to say in a very light tone: "Miss, being so cautious makes it seem like you and I are having an affair."

Ji Yan was stunned, thinking that she heard wrongly, but by the time she realized what was happening, Wei Yun had already left.

She stood at the door, her mind wandering to nowhere.

In the previous world, someone also said something similar.

Those memories that had been gradually erased by the system became clear again.

Ji Yan suddenly felt sad.

Is everything she has experienced true or false, and is it really meaningful?

Ji Yan lowered her eyes and returned to lie down on the couch, hunched over helplessly and hugging her knees. Her long hair fell down her shoulders and spread on the couch. The girl's beautiful and soft apricot eyes were full of worry.

When Biyun came back with ginger soup, he saw her in a daze.

She rarely sees the young lady like this. During this period of time, the young lady has always been optimistic and gentle. It is extremely rare for her to be as sad as she is now.

Maybe it's because she's sick and feels uncomfortable, or maybe it's because her marriage is around the corner. Before getting married, a woman is always a little anxious, reluctant to leave her natal family, and a little worried about the future.

Biyun couldn't help but said softly: "If Miss feels uncomfortable, it's okay to cry. But you have to drink the ginger soup first."

Ji Yan looked sideways at her, paused, and nodded obediently.

After drinking a bowl of ginger soup that I didn't like, I suddenly felt more and more sad.

"Biyun, please hug me."

The girl's voice was gentle and a little hoarse.

Biyun was so soft-hearted, she was flattered but also extremely worried at the same time.

The young lady's mother passed away early, and now she is getting married, but she doesn't even have a mother to talk to her privately or teach her the secrets of the boudoir.

There is no other young lady next to her who is as pitiful as hers.

Biyun thought, bent down and hugged Ji Yan, as if coaxing a child, and patted her back gently: "Don't be sad, miss."

Ji Yan responded muffledly in her arms and couldn't stop her tears from falling.

Wei Yun's words just now reminded her of Samuel, and Lu Yan...

The memories of the past are now only illusory, as if nothing ever happened.

That night, Ji Yan cried herself to sleep.

Biyun stayed with her all night in front of the bed. It wasn't until three o'clock in the morning that the young lady woke up leisurely. After a good sleep, her eyes were still a little red.

Ji Yan saw the dark blue under Biyun's eyes, and the memories of last night came flooding back. She said in an apologetic voice: "It was my fault last night. You should go back and get some sleep first. You don't have to wait for me to get up."

Biyun was indeed very sleepy: "Then I'll go back first, miss."

"Ah."

After Biyun left, Ji Yan stared at the gauze curtain in a daze for a while.

Last night, for some reason, my mood suddenly collapsed. When I woke up after a long sleep, I felt that it was no big deal.

She got out of bed and put on her coat.

Ji Yan doesn't know how to comb her hair into a bun, so she only uses a comb to comb her hair.

That afternoon, Xie Chengan came to see her in person.

"What, the wedding date has been postponed?" Ji Yan was slightly stunned.

"Yes. It was the noble concubine who told the Holy One that you and I should not make a hasty marriage decision. The noble concubine also asked the master to calculate it. The twentieth of next month is an auspicious day, and the Holy One also nodded."

Ji Yan still felt strange: "Why does the noble concubine care about your marriage?"

"I don't know either. This matter is a bit strange, but it's just a postponement of the wedding, so it shouldn't be a big deal."

Ji Yan nodded. Since the male protagonist said it was okay, she didn't need to worry too much.

After talking about business, Xie Chengan looked her over and said with a smile, "Why didn't you comb your hair in a bun today?"

Ji Yan answered truthfully: "I don't know how to comb. I wasn't feeling well last night and Biyun stayed with me all night, so I let her rest."

"That's it. I'll go back and give you instructions to add a few more maids to your courtyard."

When Xie Chengan said this, Ji Yan inexplicably thought of Wei Yun who sneaked into her boudoir last night.

If more maids are arranged, it will not be so easy for Wei Yun to sneak in...

She was a little lost in thought. After a moment, she came to her senses and shook her head: "No need, cousin. Biyun is enough for me."

"That's fine. After you and I get married, it won't be too late for you to move into Moyun Courtyard, no matter how many arrangements you make."

Ji Yan did not refuse this time. By then she was already the crown prince, so she had to show off her dignity in order to make others believe her.

"Also, what's wrong with your eyes?" Xie Chengan asked suddenly.

Ji Yan lowered her eyes. She didn't answer and felt there was no need to say anything.

So he changed the subject and said, "I heard that my cousin won't let Wei Yun come to see me?"

Xie Cheng'an didn't expect that she knew about this. At this moment, he did not deny it and nodded: "It was my order. There are many people in the palace who talk a lot. I think it is better for my cousin to have less contact with him."