Quick-wear flirting system: being spoiled by gods in the plane

Chapter 38: The First Minister of Power Also Likes to "Marry by Force" (18)

Inside the green gauze tent, the girl’s delicate face was pale, her black hair was disheveled, and she was so small that she curled up in someone else’s arms, looking so pitiful.

Just like a frightened kitten, ignorant and fragile, unable to do anything, he can only hide in a corner where he thinks he is safe, seeking comfort, waiting and afraid.

"..."

Jing Yan lowered his eyes and looked at her. His hand hanging by his side trembled as he tried to lift the gauze curtain, but he withdrew his hand the moment he touched it.

He was in such a hurry that he didn't even notice that his hands were covered with stains from the reins.

Too dirty.

He is so dirty.

Jing Yan lowered his eyes, hiding his light-colored pupils that were almost broken.

Whether it's the hands, or those dirty thoughts that cannot be seen in the world...

"…grown ups?"

The clear voice was still soft and sleepy. Jing Yan trembled and looked up at the girl who was slowly getting up in the gauze tent.

Through the veil of mist, the two looked at each other quietly.

Yu Ci rubbed her eyes, and after confirming who it was, mist appeared in her light eyes. She stood up, lifted the gauze curtain and rushed straight towards the man.

The latter originally wanted to retreat, but in the end he did not dodge and just froze in place.

"Sir..." Yu Ci choked with sobs, her shoulders trembling, and she hugged the man's waist tightly, "Sir, I'm so scared..."

The trembling and crying voice was really pitiful. Jing Yan slowly lowered his eyes, raised his big hand and put it down again. He said hoarsely: "I'm dirty, don't hug me."

Yu Ci would never listen to this. She sobbed and looked up at him: "Sir...what happened to your forehead?"

I didn't notice it at first, but when I looked at it from a close distance, I saw that there was a small red and swollen area in the center of the man's forehead, and there were faint signs of a break.

"It was scratched by a branch, nothing serious."

Obviously not wanting to say more, Yu Ci blinked and tears welled up in her eyes again: "Sir..."

The one crying with tears in his eyes looks like a little cat.

[Target Darkening Value -10:75]

Jing Yan's heart was melted by tears. He concealed the darkness in his eyes, put away a smile, and whispered, "I'm sorry."

Sorry,

I clearly said I would protect you.

In the end, you still got hurt.

Jing Yan smiled faintly, but there was no trace of smile in his eyes.

He met the girl's wet eyes and coaxed her gently, and it took a long time before she let go.

He motioned the girl to get into bed: "It's too late, you should go to bed early."

Yu Ci blinked, the smell of blood and the faint fragrance of medicine at the tip of her nose were already hard to ignore.

There was the scent of medicine on Jingyan's body when he was in the temple, but not the smell of blood.

I originally thought it was brought in from outside, but now...

She lowered her eyes and tried to grab the man's big hand, but the latter dodged it with his keen foresight.

Jing Yan put his hands behind his back and said in a hoarse voice, "Be good and go to sleep."

"No." Yu Ci frowned slightly and put her small hand on the man's waist, "Let me see your hand."

Jing Yan shook his head: "Go to sleep."

Yu Ci looked at him in silence.

The two of them faced each other in silence for a long while. In the huge house, the only sound was the faint murmur of the girl on the bed in her dreams as the background.

After a long time, as if he finally realized that the person in front of him would not give up until he saw it, Jing Yan pursed his lips and slowly stretched out his hand.

The surface of the big hand with distinct joints was only stained with some rain stains, but Yuci's sharp eyes could see the blood between the fingertips.

Grabbing his wrist and turning it over, he saw a deep bloodstain on his palm, which extended from the base of his hand to the bottom, a bloody mess.

Yu Ci's movements were already very gentle, but the wound still opened a little wider during the turning process.

"..."

Almost instantly, Yuci got out of bed and rummaged through the cabinet. She picked up the medicine box, pulled the man over and sat him down at the table.

Jing Yan glanced at the girl's bare feet indifferently, then moved his eyes away. His thin lips moved, and then he returned to silence for a long while.

Yu Ci looked at his red ear that was about to bleed, and realized that he was shy, so she teased him while tending to the wound:
"What are you looking at, sir?"

This question is really a question that is asked despite knowing the answer.

Jing Yan half-covered his eyes, his dark gaze falling on the girl's gently bandaged little hand. He reminded her hoarsely, "Girl, don't expose your feet in front of outsiders. This will damage your reputation."

Yu Ci raised her eyebrows and pretended to be puzzled: "My lord... is he an outsider?"

[Target Darkening Value -5:70]

Jing Yan's Adam's apple rolled, not daring to look into her eyes: "..."

"My Lord is not an outsider." Yu Ci lowered his eyes and finished the last part, "My Lord is a very good person to me."

She raised her eyes and smiled: "Where is the master?"

"Am I... an outsider to you, my Lord?"

Hearing this, Jing Yan's breathing paused for a moment. Under the girl's expectant eyes, he suppressed his emotions again and again, and finally uttered only a few words:
"No."

Yu Ci smiled and was about to speak when he heard the man add the next sentence:
"I treat you as my sister."

"..."

?

Jing Yan lowered his eyes and did not notice the girl's confused expression after she froze. He spoke to himself lightly:

"Song Yang will be back soon. I will make sure you marry him."

Yu Ci's smile completely froze: "..."

After a while, she slowly said, "Do you want me to marry Song Yang?"

Jing Yan remained silent and did not answer. He just slowly stood up, gently picked up the girl and put her on the bed.

During this time, his hands didn't even touch hers, he just supported himself completely on his wrists, being polite yet distant.

"Go to bed early."

The gentle voice was low and hoarse, "Don't think too much."

Yuci was so angry that he laughed.

Seeing the man put the gauze curtain back to cover the two of them, the hazy and distant feeling made her feel something was wrong.

The door opened and closed, and the room returned to silence again.

Yu Ci held his forehead in silence.

No,

Even though they have hung the red ribbon of marriage, he still wants her to marry Song Yang? ? ?
…What exactly went wrong?

……

The figures inside the house were puzzled, while those outside were silent.

An Yi had been guarding in the corridor, and when Jing Yan came out, he also walked forward cautiously.

Why be so cautious?

Because something was unusually wrong with the adults at this time.

With black hair, a tall crown, and a flying fish robe, his slender figure exudes a gentle, elegant and noble air just by standing there. He is still as handsome as ever, bright and beautiful as the moon and the wind, but An Yi just feels that the master is going to break.

No, it seems...

Already broken.

An Yi was nervous, waiting for the man's signal.

Jing Yan glanced at him calmly and said in a hoarse voice: "Go and have a rest. You have worked hard tonight. After you recover from your injuries, take them to claim the reward."

An was stunned for a moment, hesitant: "Then Sir, you..."

"I'll be on guard here."

Jing Yan walked slowly to the corridor and sat down, leaning against the pillar, closing his eyes and pretending to be asleep. He only said lightly: "Go."

The rain outside the corridor got heavier. Raindrops dripped along the sharp corners of the eaves, stirring up the sound of water in the pond not far away and blurring the man's whispers.

An Yi looked at the man with some worry and wanted to say something, but the latter waved his hand to stop him as if he had foresight.

After a long time, An Yi bowed and left.

When the footsteps completely disappeared, Jing Yan slowly opened his eyes.

His light-colored eyes remained the same as usual, but when he looked out of the corridor, they were ultimately as dark and damp as the mossy stone steps after the rain.

That night,

There is a sound of rain drops and faint thunder.

The clouds are thick and the fog is heavy, and the crescent moon is dim.

Separated by a door, the two couldn't sleep.

(End of this chapter)