Quick Travel: Redeeming the yandere villain Little Poor

Feng Shu froze slightly. This was the first time in these days that the princess took the initiative to follow him. Most of the time before, she always refused to pay attention to him.

"Is that okay?" Ji Yan took a bite of the white flour steamed bun and unexpectedly tasted a hint of sweetness. She couldn't help but pause for a moment before saying, "Anyway, don't leave me alone here. I'll just go with you. No matter what you do, I won't do anything." I will bother you, but my feet are still a little sore, so you may need to carry me there."

Ji Yan looked into Feng Shu's eyes, and there seemed to be a hint of joy in those dark eyes. It turned out that the Taifu was inexpressible in his emotions and anger. Ji Yan had always thought that he was born with such a calm temperament, but she never After thinking about it, his joy and anger would be beyond words.

"Okay." His voice was a little hoarse for no reason.

When Ji Yan saw that he agreed, she lowered her head to eat and said no more.

After the meal, he helped her wash herself and then put makeup on her face.

After packing up, she lay on his back. When she went out, she met the aunt who was sunbathing at the door. The aunt greeted Feng Shu cordially, "Where are you going?"

He replied with all due courtesy: "Go to the river to wash your clothes."

Hearing this, the aunt quickly said that she could help them wash their clothes without them having to go there in person, but Fengshu didn't ask her to help.

The aunt had no choice but to give up, and then noticed the thin and delicate young man leaning on the young man's shoulder, and couldn't help but said: "Since my brother is not in good health, just stay at home and stop running around and tossing around."

Feng Shu smiled slightly and said: "It's okay, aunt, my brother can't live without me, and I don't worry about leaving her at home alone."

The aunt sighed: "You two brothers have such a good relationship."

Feng Shu didn't answer any more, and left the yard of his eldest mother's house with the princess on his back.

Zhao Xi followed.

After walking away, the princess reached out her fingers from her sleeves, pulled his shoulders twice, and said in a muffled voice: "Who said I can't live without you?"

Feng Shu lowered his eyelashes and immediately changed his words: "I can't live without the princess."

Ji Yan was speechless for a moment, but he was good at making people happy.

We also had to pass through the woods on the way to the river, but today's woods no longer had the weird feeling it gave us yesterday. The insects were chirping, the birds were chirping, the wind was warm, and the sun was warm. Everything was normal.

When they reached the river, Feng Shu put her on the bluestone aside.

The princess was wearing men's clothes, and her beautiful black hair was tied up. The boots on her feet were too big and would always fall down, so she could only use her toes to hook the boots.

She seduced him as long as Feng Shu carried her on his back.

At this moment, she just felt it was a burden, so she took off her boots and stepped on them with her stockinged feet. As she sat there, the wide hem of her clothes could reach the top of her feet, so it would not be too unruly.

If she were in the palace, Ji Yan would never do this, but she was not a princess at the moment, so she did not let the rules in the palace restrict her.

She quietly took off her boots without anyone noticing.

Feng Shu squatted by the river and washed his clothes. She originally thought that Zhao Xi would do it, but Zhao Xi had no time to do it and could only do it from the side.

Feng Shu actually knows how to wash clothes.

Ji Yan always felt that a proud man like him, just like the prince and princess, was too pampered to do such things, and the Taifu's hands were supposed to be able to write down the paintings and write the lines of poems.

She was slightly stunned.

Zhao Xi walked towards her again after a while and said, "The master asked me to accompany the princess."

Ji Yan's heart was inevitably touched, and Feng Shu thought of her almost all the time.

She couldn't help but ask Zhao Xi: "Did I like Taifu very much before?"

Zhao Xi didn't expect that the princess would ask this. Although he was surprised, his eyes showed a bit of joy, but due to some factors, he only said tactfully: "Princess always let herself be left by the master on purpose in the past. Why do you say so?" Deliberately, it’s also because every time the tutor tests the princess alone, the princess always answers fluently.”

Ji Yan pursed her lips: "Brother Eleventh Emperor said that I used to be slapped on the palm by my master. Is this intentional?"

Zhao Xi thought for a while and shook his head: "The princess probably just wanted to be alone with the Taifu, and the slap on the palm was just to achieve this goal and had to be punished."

What Zhao Xi said almost matched what Feng Shu told her.

Ji Yan didn't know what she thought before, but now she feels that is not good.

"Does the Master feel bothered by me pestering him like that?"

"Perhaps there was at first, but later I could see that although the Taifu didn't say anything, he was already used to the princess's existence." Zhao Xi smiled, "The Taifu never allows women to get close to him. He has been doing this all these years. So, it was only after meeting the princess that I started to change.”

I don't know when he started to allow the princess to get close to him.

Ji Yan held her chin up. She actually still couldn't believe that she liked Feng Shu so much before and was so fond of him that she couldn't stop pestering him.

After Feng Shu finished washing the clothes, he asked Zhao Xi to take them back to dry, while he walked towards her.

Ji Yan paused and remembered that she was not wearing boots, so she had to lower her head and secretly put her toes into the boots.

When taking the laces to tie her boots, Fengshu knelt down and helped her. He didn't ask her why she had to take off her boots just now, but just served her out of habit. Ji Yan's original shame also dissipated because of Fengshu's attitude.

She looked at him and couldn't help but think that she was the one who chased Fengshu before. As a result, after she fell off the horse, she completely forgot about him. She showed mercy but was irresponsible. When he saw her, he might have been angry with her, but she had forgotten everything and didn't care. Maybe he would also feel aggrieved.

Thinking like this, Feng Shu had already tied the lace for her.

He was about to stand up, but Ji Yan took the first step and put her arms around his neck.

She felt Feng Shu's stiff body, and unusual emotions filled his cold, dark eyes. She was startled for a moment, then met his gaze, but a naughty thought occurred to her at an inappropriate time.

"What was our relationship before? Tutor." She asked him the same question again, but this time her voice was particularly soft, and it also brought a sweet fragrance when she got close.

Feng Shu didn't move, and Ji Yan didn't know where the courage came from. She moved her lips closer to him and touched the corners of Feng Shu's lips. There seemed to be a bit of innocence in her clear eyes, and her voice was soft and light: "That's it. Is it related?”

Feng Shu was stunned, the princess's cheek was so close, he lowered his head almost uncontrollably and took the initiative to kiss, but the princess hurriedly turned her head away and rested her chin on his shoulder, "I didn't ask you to kiss me, you Then you can’t kiss.”

The princess's voice was delicate, yet helpless.

"And... I just gave you a chance, but you didn't cherish it."

"Not now."

She said a lot in one breath, and her heart was beating hard at the moment.

She thought that even if she agreed to Feng Shu kissing her, she wouldn't want him to face this unfamiliar face.

Feng Shu didn't say anything, but hugged her tightly for a while, and then said in a hoarse voice: "I'll take you back, princess."

"Ah."

Ji Yan nodded and lay on his shoulder so that he could hold her tightly.

On the way back, everything was quiet. Feng Shu carried her to the village gate and suddenly stopped.

Ji Yan also noticed something was wrong at this time: "How..."

As soon as he opened his mouth, an arrow falling from the sky stabbed at Fengshu's feet with a "whoosh" sound.