Quick Travel: Redeeming the yandere villain Little Poor

Ji Yan nodded, turned around, held up the hem of her skirt, and walked onto the stage under the guidance of the etiquette lady.

There are few cubs of her age who don't panic when faced with such an occasion. They were just startled when they first saw the countless shots below, and then calmly stood in their position.

The delivering officer handed her a bouquet of flowers.

Ji Yan hugged her and looked at the camera with a gentle smile on her face.

It is now six o'clock in the afternoon and most of the residents of the Federation are eating dinner.

But at the awarding ceremony for the annual mental strength test, just like the previous international sports games, almost every resident would stay in front of the terminal, even if they were eating, they would not delay watching the live broadcast.

"Let me tell you, this cub is very suitable for entering the entertainment industry!! How can anyone be so calm in the face of so many shots, and every shot is so beautiful."

“I don’t know who the royal family will send to award medals to the cubs this time.”

"After the death of the old monarch, the investiture ceremony was usually attended by the wife. The current His Majesty has never shown up."

"Actually, I really look forward to His Majesty coming. Although everyone says he is a tyrant, tyrants are really cool."

"It's impossible for Your Majesty to come. Don't even think about it. I'll probably still be Madam this year."

There was a lot of random speculation on the barrage, but no one had any definite information.

The awarding ceremony also reached the awarding stage, and Ji Yan was the only one left on the field.

She lowered her eyes slightly and looked at the flowers in her arms quietly.

All the media fell silent as the man who awarded her the medal took the stage.

Ji Yan didn't pay attention to such changes, and only regarded them as royal majesty. At such a solemn moment, people would arouse the awe gene engraved in their bones and become quiet one after another.

After a while, a shadow seemed to fall in front of him.

It was time for Ji Yan to look up, but at this moment, she was attracted by a black and red robe.

The red cloak is embroidered with complicated dark patterns with black silk thread, and is decorated with a circle of white cotton on the edge. It is thick and gorgeous, yet solemn.

When Ji Yan was a child, her teacher told her in history class that this was a cloak that symbolized royal status.

The monarch or royal heir would wear such a cloak when attending formal occasions to show respect for the occasion.

For some reason, Ji Yan didn't dare to raise her head.

She was even so clumsy that she could clearly judge the identity of the other party through her mental power, but at this moment she was at a loss and could only stare at the corner of her robe.

What Ji Yan didn't know was that the entire federation was already boiling, and the live broadcast room was so crowded that it exploded.

There is only one man in the royal family now, and that man is His Majesty.

The person attending the investiture ceremony today is not Su Jingyue, but the monarch himself.

The media held up their cameras blankly, not sure whether they should continue taking pictures. After all, His Majesty had never appeared in front of them before.

"Why don't you look up?"

The monarch's indifferent voice sounded.

Ji Yan was stunned for a moment and quickly recognized the colonel's voice.

The cub raised his eyes warmly, but after seeing him, he still didn't dare to recognize him.

The monarch picked up the medal from the tray on the side, lowered his eyes and pinned it on her chest.

Ji Yan also lowered her head and looked at the medal quietly.

"congratulations."

The cub's eyes moved slightly, and his voice said obediently: "Thank you."

After the voice fell, the monarch stepped to one side and stood next to the cub.

After the investiture ceremony, the two people will take a group photo, and then the whole ceremony will be over.

Ji Yan held flowers in her arms and showed her discomfort in front of the camera for the first time.

His lips pursed, but all he could think about was His Majesty beside him.

The familiar smell of spiritual power and the faint refreshing breath of the colonel.

She finished taking the photo in a daze, and when she turned to look at the monarch again, he had already left the table, and she only saw a red silhouette.

Ji Yan lowered her eyes and walked backstage under the guidance of the etiquette lady.

When he entered the backstage lounge again, it seemed to have been cleared and there was no one at the moment.

She stopped hesitantly, and then her sight suddenly caught sight of the red robe again.

When he was on the stage just now, the monarch was distant and indifferent. Even if Ji Yan confirmed the other person's aura, she was inexplicably afraid to recognize him.

But now, the colonel appeared in front of her again.

She slowly raised her eyes, and when she met His Majesty's dark eyes, she still looked uncertain, and the bouquet in her arms was firmly held by her.

After looking at it for a while, he tilted his head.

Seeing her hesitant look, Sheng Yan paused and slowly opened his arms towards her.

This seems to be a signal.

Ji Yan's eyes froze, and she was convinced at this moment that His Majesty was still the original colonel.

Almost at the same time, mist filled the cub's warm black eyes.

She ran towards him quickly, and the monarch also lowered his body before she approached, and hugged her fully into his arms.

Ji Yan said nothing, her cheek buried in the colonel's chest.

Sheng Yan raised his hand and gently stroked her back.

"Does it hurt?"

Ji Yan was quiet for a while, then nodded along with the colonel's words. Her soft voice was a little aggrieved: "It hurts."

Ayan's mental power caused her internal injuries, but few people noticed.

Ji Yan actually didn't feel the pain at first, because she had experienced more pain than this.

But when the colonel asked her, she felt so painful.

"Well."

Ji Yan's toes suddenly jumped into the air, and the colonel bent down and picked her up.

She was stunned for a moment, then hugged his neck with her hands.

Both legs subconsciously wrapped around the colonel's waist.

Because she was covered by her cloak, her movements couldn't be seen from behind.

Ji Yan trusts the colonel very much, so no matter what he does, she has no doubts.

Just his head hung down, his chin gently pressed against Sheng Yan's neck, and asked him: "When did the colonel come back?"

"This morning."

After a moment of silence, the cub said softly: "The teacher has told me the truth. He said that you went on the expedition to rescue my father."

"Yes." Sheng Yan responded, turning his face slightly to the side, and his thin lips inadvertently touched the cub's cheek.

Ji Yan stopped moving and her body became slightly stiff.

Sheng Yan said: "Your father is fine. He has been delayed by some personal matters. If nothing happens, he will be back in a few days."

Ji Yan breathed a sigh of relief, but the hot breath of the colonel's breath filled half of her face as he spoke, making a string in her head tighten and her fingers curling up.

Only when Sheng Yan turned his head back did the cub truly relax.

She was carried to the infirmary, His Majesty said something to the staff, and she was placed in a medical cabin.

After lying down, Ji Yan looked at the colonel. The colonel leaned down, rubbed her cheek affectionately with his fingertips a few times, and said in a gentle voice: "Don't be afraid, it won't hurt after you sleep."

Ji Yan then hummed and closed her eyes obediently under the gentle voice of the colonel.