Quick Transmigration and Childbirth: The Target is Not Human

The same rhetoric and near-humiliating behavior, repeated three to five times, will make it obvious to anyone.

This troubled Xia Yangyang, who was content to retire and live a carefree life. She had no choice but to pretend that she didn't notice anything, acting as a princess driven by hatred while being pampered and kept healthy and rosy-cheeked.

That day, Xia Yangyang was putting a self-made puppet into the wardrobe, feeling frustrated that even though the sewing techniques were the same, why was Lorne's puppet so lifelike?

Turning around, a straight figure suddenly appeared behind him.

Hati just stared at her silently, his usually bright eyes half-covered by his eyelids, the icy shards flowing deep within almost solidifying.

I don't know when he appeared.

He walks very quietly, which is in the nature of a predator.

Xia Yangyang's right eyelid twitched, and a chill ran down her spine, as if she were being targeted by a wild beast.

"Why are you still here? I've already had dinner."

She moved quietly to the head of the bed. Under the pillow was the blood-red syringe that Lorne had given her. She didn't want to hurt him unless absolutely necessary.

Heavy snow fell again in the northern region, and the howling cold wind, carrying snowflakes, lashed against the window.

The unmoving mountain finally spoke, but its voice was cold: "You have a weak constitution; you should soak your feet in medicinal water regularly to prevent the illness from becoming chronic."

She was so nervous that she noticed he was holding a wooden basin.

He then started moving around, and the breath that had been stuck in Xia Yangyang's chest began to flow again.

She protested, saying, "I'll do it myself."

But Hati ignored him completely, walked to the bedside, knelt down on one knee to take off her shoes and socks, seemingly completely unaware of how shameful and humiliating this was for a man in the eyes of people in this era.

Xia Yangyang was ticklish and couldn't help but pull her foot back.

But Hati gripped her tightly, his warm hand pinching her soft toes.

Her face immediately turned red, and a tingling sensation shot up her sensitive soles.

She quickly covered it up with sarcasm: "Didn't you say you weren't going to play the sister-brother game anymore? So what are you doing now? Have you switched to master and servant again? Do you really enjoy doing servant's work that much?"

She thought Hati would respond with a sarcastic remark, but to her surprise, he didn't. Instead, he used his hand to apply the medicine to her ankles and carefully washed her feet.

"It's only in front of you that I become so unlike myself," Hati said slowly and heavily.

Xia Yangyang switched her left and right brains, but for a moment she couldn't figure out the deeper meaning of the sentence.

Has she been working too much overtime lately and her brain isn't working properly anymore?

Hati suddenly slowed his movements, paused for a moment, and then said, "My father has already transferred most of the real power to me, and my mother also believes that I will bring a new dawn to the werewolf clan. I am confident that I will be the strongest werewolf in the challenge that will be held in seven days."

He held her feet, looked up at her intently, and spoke in a serious, almost frighteningly earnest tone.

"I will keep you safe and sound. I will also ensure that you live a life of wealth and honor after you leave. You will never be bound by the palace again. You can be free forever and do whatever you want."

What kind of trick is this now?

Has his control over his emotions reached such an extraordinary level?

Xia Yangyang's lips moved slightly, and she frowned as she looked at him.

Hati's eyes shone with a burning light: "So, rest assured, leave everything to me. You don't need to rely on anyone but me."

When he said the word "anyone," his eyes turned cold in an instant.

A simple sentence made Xia Yangyang's heart leap into her throat.

He must have just seen something, or he knows that puppets are a characteristic of Lorne and has already become alert.

She could never predict what he would do next.

Compared to her stiffness, Hati took a white towel from the side and wiped her feet clean.

Having been deceived too many times, she no longer cared about the authenticity of the friendship; the only thing she was certain of was that this was a warning that she could no longer tolerate.

Hati went to empty the wooden basin of water. When he returned, he took off his coat and, despite Xia Yangyang's strong condemnation and resistance, brazenly squeezed onto her bed for the first time: "You hate seeing me, but you don't need to keep your eyes open to sleep."

That's a reason that completely disregards the lives of others.

"You touching me is more disgusting than a hundred spiders crawling all over me."

Hati's sleeping posture is very different from other men. He is very unmanly and not masculine. He likes to sleep with his head on her arm and nestled in her arms.

In the midst of this struggle, her pajamas had already been squeezed loose, and his cheek was pressed against her heaving chest, his nose almost poking it.

"Don't move." He suddenly grabbed her wrist, his voice lower and hoarse than ever before.

If you listen carefully, you can hear that his breathing is actually much more rapid than before.

Hati added, "Isn't it just what you wanted for me to sleep here? So that the broken sword blade you've been hiding under your pillow won't be of any use."

Upon hearing this, the person beside him indeed stopped moving.

She was terrified that he would take away her self-defense item, and even more afraid that he would suddenly lift the pillow and find that what was hidden underneath was not a broken sword at all, but that blood-red syringe.

My breath was filled with the familiar fragrance of orchids, which I had longed for day and night but could not have.

Hati felt a sense of peace he had never known before, and the restless desires in his heart were suppressed, while resentment rose again.

It may seem that she was being deceived by him time and time again, but wasn't he the one who was actually more humble and at a disadvantage?

What could be more cruel than pushing your lover away with your own hands?

He could tolerate those dirty things if they made her feel safe.

If hating him gives her the motivation to live, then he can continue being a bad person.

But he couldn't bear the thought of her reminiscing about him whenever she saw something.

I couldn't stand her staring at a broken doll for so long.

This made him want to tear those annoying puppets to shreds and capture the person who was secretly contacting her, skinning him alive!

He was clearly someone who valued pride above all else.

It's all her fault that he's like this.

The silence lasted only a moment before the human princess's soft voice drifted down: "You've seen through me, yet you still remain wary of me."

Hati's train of thought was interrupted: "What are you talking about?"

"Stop pretending," the human princess exposed, "your weapon is digging into my thigh."

"Weapons?" Hati paused for a moment, and after realizing what he meant, he propped himself up with one arm and adjusted his position so that what he said might anger the person in front of him and cause him to be accidentally injured.

The human princess's eyes were completely clean and clear, even carrying a hint of smugness that exposed his true intentions.

Until Hati whispered in her ear, "In a sense, that is indeed a weapon that can make Her Highness feel ecstatic, blissful, and even to the point of death."

His breath sprayed all over her sensitive earlobe.

After a brief moment of stunned silence, the earlobe turned as red as a red-hot iron.

She was so ashamed and angry that she couldn't even utter a complete sentence. She punched and kicked him, but she was more like prey that couldn't escape, firmly imprisoned in his shadow.

"You! You...get out of here!"

The two bickered for a while longer. Since their falling out, Hati had never felt so happy and content. Even if she scolded or hit him a couple of times, he felt comfortable.

but……

Hati sighed and said, "Just bear with it for tonight. You won't see me for the next three to five days."

He held the girl in his arms tightly, his lips rubbing back and forth on the most delicate skin on the back of her neck, restraining his itchy fangs.

"Has God finally opened his eyes?"

Hati: "Unfortunately, the skies above the Northern Region are cursed, shrouded in eternal dark clouds."

"..."

He heard a soft hum, and he was so delighted that it melted his heart.

The person in her arms didn't press further. Indeed, in her eyes, she wished he would never come looking for her again. But Hati wasn't one to be patient, especially whenever she showed even the slightest sign of breaking the ice.

So he said to himself, "The day after tomorrow I will be engaged to and enter into a contract with the young lady of the Adams family. She has a rare bloodline that is closest to pureblood, and her parents have raised her to be an excellent, strong and outstanding female."

tomorrow?

The human princess opened her eyes.

Tomorrow is the 15th, and Hati might even lose control on the night of the full moon. They are so sure he will live that they can't wait to arrange a marriage for him.

"Congratulations! I really thank her for taking on this trouble for you. I wish you two a long and happy life together."

Her fingers clenched tightly, a sight noticed by the observant Hati. His fingers slid down her smooth wrist and into her palm, finally prying her fingers open and forcing their hands to intertwine: "If you don't want me to form a bond with someone else, I won't go."

"..."

"Once a werewolf forms a bond, he can only have that one partner for the rest of his life. I don't want to ruin that young lady's dreams of love, nor do I want to spend the last few days of my life getting to know a completely new person."

He spoke so sincerely.

It was as if he was truly begging her, asking her to give him a reason to go without hesitation.

He was willing to give up anything as long as she had a thought or a nod.

In the end, she was the only one who took it seriously time and time again.

The human princess suddenly laughed, and the laughter was particularly jarring in the quiet room.

"Why not just use a magic stone to test me?" She met his blank gaze, her tone sharp as an icy needle. "Hati, this is all you can do to test my worth."

A glint of light flickered in Hatti's eyes.

He pursed his lips and looked at her for a while, as attentively as when he first saw her.

He used his thumb to wipe away the tears that were about to fall from the corners of her eyes, then leaned down and hugged her from behind. Her body was still soft and warm. "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have said that. Let's go to sleep."

*

Xia Yangyang was imprisoned in the far north of the Northern Region, a place so remote that, apart from the layers upon layers of guards, not even a fly could be seen.

But in the last two days, even the guards went out to drink and celebrate, and unusually, several maids came to clean the palace. Everywhere was decorated with lanterns and colorful decorations, creating a joyous atmosphere.

Hati wasn't lying to her; anyone could tell that this engagement was a big deal.

My only partner...

The human princess sat by the window, lost in thought, her fingernails idly scratching at the frost patterns on the glass.

From dawn to dusk.

Then it went from darkness to dawn.

The guy who used to banter with me every day has disappeared for two days in a row, which is really a bit unsettling.