Chapter 2

The blazing sun in the sky was like scorching sunlight, making Xia Qian dizzy and lightheaded.

"Muxiang, go and tell them we're going back to the hotel."

In the original storyline, the protagonists abandoned their plan to search for treasure in the desert temple because they wanted to find the original owner of the body who had stormed off in a rage.

Now that she has transmigrated, there is naturally no need for her to throw a tantrum and stop Mu Xiang from delivering the message, just like in the original story.

There's no need for her to go treasure hunting; it seems that besides being good-looking, her body is truly useless!

I'd better just go back to the hotel and rest.

If the main characters want to go treasure hunting in the desert in this sweltering heat, then let them go.

Anyway, it's none of Xia Qian's business.

However, when Mu Xiang heard her words, they didn't sound so carefree.

Xia Qian felt that Mu Xiang's gaze towards her was strange.

"Your Majesty..."

Mu Xiang's voice seemed to carry worry. The little girl was innocent by nature and had always been bullied as she grew up. This was the first time she had encountered an owner who didn't hit or scold her.

Her owner was very, very good to her. He never skimped on her dinner and even gave her a separate room to sleep in.

The little girl tentatively asked, "Are you...sad?"

Xia Qian was taken aback.

Mu Xiang seemed to be the one who was heartbroken. Her voice sounded timid and hesitant, as if she had been bullied, "Don't be sad, I think, I think..."

Mu Xiang was timid by nature and spoke slowly, "My lord, I can tell that Master doesn't like Miss Pei Lin. He hardly pays any attention to her. Don't be sad."

Miss Perrin usually enjoys mocking Xia Qian when she's in the mercenary group.

But she was a slave, and Muxiang dared not gossip about Peilin behind her back. However, Muxiang couldn't help but say, "Master even bought you matching couple rings, he must—"

Before Mu Xiang could finish speaking, she saw Xia Qian sway, "Lord!"

Xia Qian felt dizzy and lightheaded. If Mu Xiang hadn't caught her in time, she probably would have fallen headfirst into the desert and eaten dirt.

Mu Xiang was still just a little girl, so Xia Qian didn't dare lean all her strength on her. She tried to stand up straight and calmly reached out to touch her forehead. "I think I have heatstroke..."

"Heatstroke?!"

The Lord is ill!

"I...I'll go get the master right away!"

"Don't look for him!" Xia Qian stopped her in time.

The male lead was already annoyed by her; if she brought him over too, things would get even worse!

In the original storyline, it was the original owner's tantrum that prevented him from going to the desert to search for treasure.

If she also prevents the male lead from going to the desert to search for treasure, she will probably be hated by him too!

Therefore, you can't choose the male lead.

Despite feeling dizzy, Xia Qian calmly instructed Mu Xiang, "Bring a camel over; let's go back to the inn."

"well."

However, Mu Xiangren remained rooted to the spot, at a loss. Xia Qian urged softly, "Go quickly..."

"I...I'll go!"

She left in a flustered and hurried manner, which made Xia Qian, who was ill, worry that she might fall. However, Xia Qian did not have much energy to care about others.

She reached out to block the sun's direction, but while she blocked one, there was still another sun she couldn't block.

The scorching sunlight beat down on Xia Qian, making her dizzy and almost faint.

There's no way around it, the temperature here is just too high!

Xia Qian wasn't even sure if she could hold out until Mu Xiang arrived.

It's so hot, so uncomfortable.

Just then, Xia Qian suddenly heard Mu Xiang's voice coming from afar, "Lord!"

She looked in the direction of the sound, but before she could see Mu Xiang, a tall, slender figure in black stood in front of her.

She felt dizzy and lightheaded, her eyelids were getting heavy, and she felt extremely uncomfortable all over. She couldn't even make out the outline of the person who was approaching; she could only make out a rough outline.

The man was dressed in a black cloak, carrying a giant sword on his back. His outstretched hand was extremely pale, with a sickly whiteness, like that of a wandering vampire, and it coldly touched Xia Qian's forehead.

Xia Qian couldn't see the other person's face clearly, but she instinctively felt a sense of oppression.

who is he?

A doctor?

The next second, the other party suddenly spoke, their voice cold, "...Have you learned your lesson?"

He seemed to be a block of ice all over; his temperament was cold, his appearance was cold, and even his voice was cold.

He cupped Xia Qian's face in his hands, as if wanting to see her face more clearly. "I warned you not to follow me."

"Master, the Lord only wanted to come and take care of you..."

Xia Qian looked up and saw Mu Xiang.

She held up an umbrella and stood beside Xia Qian, shielding her from the sun. But at that moment, the little girl seemed aggrieved, looking at the man in black, and said, "Master, this isn't the Lord's fault..."

Owner?

Whom is Mu Xiang calling her, master?

The male lead?!

In that instant, Xia Qian didn't know how she reacted. She only remembered that her whole body was trembling. When she came to her senses, a pair of cold hands were pressing on her shoulders.

Before Xia Qian could react, Mu Xiang's worried voice came from the side, "Lord..."

"Stop shouting..." Xia Qian said weakly.

That little girl is really amazing.

She told her not to call the male lead over.

But they happened to call the male lead over.

Xia Qian didn't know what to say; she was angry, but she couldn't bring herself to be angry.

It's because Muxiang, that little girl, seems genuinely worried about her.

That's the male lead—

Xia Qian avoided his gaze, not daring to look at his expression.

Because of her, his plan to search for treasure in the desert temple was delayed. He must be extremely annoyed with her now.

Before Xia Qian could think any further, a hand suddenly reached out.

A hand gently cupped Xia Qian's chin, turning her gaze towards him. A bottle of ice-cold mineral water was handed to her, the cap already unscrewed.

Xia Qian could start drinking as soon as she received the mineral water.

"My Lord, please drink some water! It will make you feel much better."

The man was holding a bottle of mineral water, and Xia Qian carefully reached out to take it from him. Her fingertips accidentally touched his cold skin, and Xia Qian's hand trembled in fright. The next second, water from the bottle spilled out, a few drops landing on his slender hand.

Xia Qian wanted to chop off her own hands.

The next second, Xia Qian heard a voice she had never heard before, a nervous apology, "...I'm sorry..."

That voice, that tone, is practically a carbon copy of the timid Mu Xiang.

Xia Qian herself was stunned. How could she speak in such a timid and fearful tone?

Was it because you were transported to another world and encountered the person who hated you the most that you were so afraid?

Before Xia Qian could figure it out, a hand suddenly grabbed her shoulder. Xia Qian was so startled that she instinctively flinched. A deep male voice came from beside her ear, "Don't move."

"This is the only bottle of water left."

The bottled water in her hand was taken away by the man. Before Xia Qian could react, she was pulled into his arms and forced to lean against his chest. The sound of the boy's heartbeat clearly lingered in her ears, each beat steady and powerful.

What kind of development is this?!

Why did the male lead suddenly hug her?

This scene isn't in the book!

Xia Qian's body was as stiff as a stone. She dared not move when held in that person's arms.

He brought the bottled water to her lips. She hesitated for a moment, but finally gritted her teeth, opened her mouth, and took small sips.

She was in so much pain...

Xia Qian was completely powerless and relied entirely on the person beside her to do everything.

It's like a newborn baby who knows nothing and depends entirely on him for feeding.

The way she leaned against his chest was so ambiguous it was beyond bizarre, and the way he fed her water was even more bizarre.

This isn't the kind of script a villainous female supporting character should be playing!

Xia Qian was horrified and tried to get up from that person's arms, but her body was limp and she leaned weakly against his neck. Even without anyone telling her, she could imagine her current position.

Delicate and spoiled.

But the man didn't seem to care much. He gently rested his chin on the top of her head, handed the bottled water to Mu Xiang, and said in a calm voice, "Go tell them I'm going back to the hotel."

"Yes, yes!" Mu Xiang replied, and the next second, she ran away.

In an instant, only Xia Qian and that person remained around them.

What should have been a tense atmosphere turned into something else when Xia Qian's gaze suddenly fell on a camel not far away the instant Mu Xiang ran off.

She said it was a camel, and it really was a camel!

While she was reading, Xiao Yaoyao mentioned that the main characters were in the desert and their main mode of transportation was camels. He described the camels as unique, with their tall stature and dark skin covered in silver armor.

Xia Qian: "..."

If she hadn't transmigrated into the book now, she probably would have given Xiao Yaoyao a good dressing down on Weibo. Wasn't the book supposed to be set in the interstellar era of 2100?

Why does this camel look exactly the same as the camels she's seen in the 21st century, except for a few pieces of armor?

This interstellar technology doesn't seem particularly advanced or remarkable at all!

Surprisingly, camels are still the primary mode of transportation in the desert!

There is no difference between a camel and a 21st-century camel!

The camel met her gaze, and Xia Qian felt only disgust.

But at that moment, Xia Qian clearly saw that, even though there was no one around, the camel's rope was invisibly pulled and was walking towards them.

She turned to look at the person hugging her, but he didn't seem surprised at all. Instead, he rested his chin on her shoulder, wrapped his arms around her waist in an intimate way, and spoke in a voice that seemed to be whispering in her earlobe, "Xiaxia."

His long, slender fingers pinched the back of her delicate neck, his voice as gentle as a lover's whisper, "Are you going to throw a tantrum on the way back?"

Xia Qian never imagined that one day she would be like a little kitten, with her fate held by the scruff of her neck.

Although the other person's strength was gentle, Xia Qian felt a sudden fear for no reason. "No, stop it..."