Quick Transmigration: Hosts, We're Only Responsible for Counterattacking

Chapter 162 The World Has Mermaid Language (6)

She forced a smile, trying to create a suitable curve, and pulled her robe forward to cover the exposed tip of her tail. "This subordinate is afraid of the dark, and it might be difficult for me to walk over there." So, Master, you should just wash up and go to sleep.

"Then don't move." The man's cold tone seemed to contain a hint of concern.

Shen Yun stared at him with wide eyes, feeling a surge of emotion. It turned out that this patriarch with a brain ailment was a kind-hearted person.

"The things in my room are priceless. You're clumsy, so don't break them."

Shen Yun: Hehe.

The man slowly approached her, and through the haze, she seemed to see a pair of unfathomable eyes.

"Awoooooo... Awoooooo..." A sharp pain shot from the tip of the tail all the way down to the spinal cord, as if the whole body was being crushed.

That damn man stepped on her tail!
The man's eyes gradually filled with confusion. He thought he had just seen a large, light golden tail. Was it just his imagination?
"What's wrong with you?" He stepped forward, trying to confirm whether he was seeing things in the dim candlelight.

With tears welling up in his eyes, Shen Yun used all his strength to turn his tail into legs, his voice choked with sobs, "Master, don't worry, I just stepped on my right foot with my left foot, touched the candle with my right hand, and bit my tongue at the same time."

"Then you're really stupid."

Shen Yun was furious. If there had been even the slightest hint of sarcasm in those words, she might not have reacted so strongly, but she could tell from his tone that this scoundrel truly meant it!
"It's getting late, you can sleep standing in front of my bed. Oh, and if you find my blanket on the floor, please pick it up for me." After saying that, she slowly walked back, lay down on the bed, covered herself with the blanket, closed her eyes, and the movements were very smooth and quick.

Yes, the biggest problem that Yan Fa'an, the head of the Yan family, has faced since birth is why he wakes up every morning without a blanket.

Although he is highly skilled in martial arts and has profound internal strength and is not worried about getting sick, he still occasionally thinks about dying when he encounters such a thing in late autumn or deep winter.

Actually, he had thought of this great idea a long time ago, but he just hadn't found anyone he liked at the time.

You'd better open your eyes and repeat what you just said, or I promise I won't kill you.

Shen Yun glared angrily at the person on the bed who had already closed his eyes. Anger began to burn from the bottom of her heart. She came here just to pick up his blanket in the middle of the night?

That son of a bitch is a real scumbag!

The next morning, Yan Fa'an opened his eyes and subconsciously looked at himself, finding a thin, dark blue blanket covering him.

He nodded in satisfaction, his gaze slowly rising until he met a pair of bloodshot eyes.

He said without any remorse, "You did a great job last night. I believe in your abilities. From now on, I'll leave this matter to you."

Exhausted to the point of madness, Shen Yun's head seemed to nod halfway, but he hadn't actually heard what he was saying at all.

As she floated out, she met Shen Ran's shocked and intriguing gaze.

Honestly, she did nothing wrong. Why does Shen Ran look at her as if she has stolen Yan Fa'an's innocence?

[Securing the spoils: Changing Yan Fa'an's fate as cannon fodder in Ai Wan's harem.]

Shen Yun took a deep breath, rested his hands on his cheeks, and mechanically raised an eyebrow. "Why don't I have any memories of this?"

"Aww." [Because the original owner died young.] 2345 said matter-of-factly.

Shen Yun's expression grew increasingly complicated. "You bastard, tell me honestly, were you sent by my enemies?"

"Oh." [No, it isn't.]

Shen Yun: "Heh, then tell me about Ai Wan's struggles." She must have had the worst luck in eight lifetimes to have met this naive and innocent girl.

In other words, this world is a story about a girl from the lower class striving to build a harem, and Yan Fa'an is the white moonlight that Queen Ai Wan longed for but could not obtain.

It was precisely because of Yan Fa'an's indelible place in Ai Wan's heart that the other concubines harbored resentment towards him, and as a result, they did their best to trip him up.

Unfortunately, although Yan Fa'an was the head of the family and highly skilled in martial arts, he could not withstand the combined attacks from within and without, so his final fate was not good.

"Aww..." 2345 hesitated for a moment before continuing, "[If things were to proceed normally, this is how the story would unfold. But Ai Wan, because she was ignored by the people from the Yan family who were supposed to be there, angrily took Shao Qian to the Nangong family.]"

Shen Yun yawned, her eyes seemingly sleepy. "Isn't that a good thing?" She had made a mistake, perfectly avoiding the fate of being cannon fodder.

Although I hate to admit it, judging from the current situation, the influence of the world's fortune seems to be quite significant.

"Aww..." [The problem is that the Nangong family is even more easily attracted to Ai Wan than the people here. To give an analogy, if Ai Wan previously had to go through eighty-one tribulations like Tang Sanzang on his journey to the West, now it's probably a discount.]

Gah...

"50% off?" That's amazing! She longs for such a smooth and successful life.

"Aww." [It's a fold.]

"Depend on!"

"Aww." [She won first place in Yan Fa's trial, and then naturally became Yan Fa's personal disciple. This is the original plot.]

Shen Yun's forehead veins throbbed. "Wait, why was she chosen as a personal disciple, while I was chosen as a maid who only picks up blankets for him?" This is too unfair. At least she has a system in her possession.

"Ah!" 2345 exclaimed in surprise. [Don't you understand, host, that you actually have absolutely no luck at all?]

Shen Yun lifted the white ball of fluff by its tail with two fingers, dropped it into the air, shook it vigorously twice, and then flung it towards the distant, crimson sky.

Ha ha.

Get lost.

2345 felt the wind whistling past its ears. It saw a sparrow with emerald feathers stop and look at it curiously, its round eyes showing its panic.

Oh no, help me!!!

Standing under a pear tree outside the courtyard, touching the slightly rough bark, Yan Fa'an was pondering whether to transplant the tree to his own place when he spotted an unknown object hurtling towards him from the sky.

He frowned and turned away.

With a "thud," 2345 crashed into the pear tree, its body stiffening for a moment before slumping softly to the ground.

Yan Fa'an tentatively stretched out his foot and kicked twice, "Is he dead?"

Shen Ran's eyelids twitched upon seeing this scene. In fact, with the patriarch's martial arts skills, it would have been an easy task for him to catch the little thing. It was a miracle that it survived crashing into a tree from such a distance.

Seeing that he was about to kick it a couple more times, Shen Ran quickly spoke up to stop him, "Patriarch, please stop kicking it, it's probably dead beyond dead."

Chi You: We're going to fight the Yellow Emperor! Go find me the fiercest beast in the world to ride! His subordinates: Huh? The cutest beast? Chi You: Yes! The fiercest beast! His subordinates: Uh, okay! Bring the panda. Chi You: This is the fiercest beast? His subordinates: That's right, this is the cutest beast in the world! Chi You: But, it looks a bit... His subordinates: Boss, this really is the cutest beast in the world! Chi You: Really the fiercest?! His subordinates: Really the cutest!!

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