Chapter 17 17 Tiptoeing and Kissing
Without waiting for the other party's response, Yan Yi stood on tiptoe and kissed her. His nose lightly brushed against Wen Huoran's soft lips. A sharp cat's cry suddenly came from behind him.
“Meow—”
The little fox jumped onto Yan Yi's shoulder ferociously, raised its claws and slapped Wen Huoran in the face. A bloody cat claw mark suddenly appeared on Wen Huoran's fair and clear face.
Yan Yi cried out in surprise, frightened by this unexpected change. He quickly took Xiaoli in his arms and took two steps back, putting some distance between him and the villain.
"Your Majesty, I'm sorry, did I hurt you?"
Wen Huoran subconsciously raised his hand to wipe his bloody cheek. It didn't hurt, just sticky blood.
Fearing a sudden attack from the villain, Yan Yi held Xiao Li tightly in his arms. A sticky sensation spread across his palms, and a strong smell of blood hit his face. Unable to care for the wound on the villain's face, Yan Yi hurriedly carried Xiao Li back into the house, having already forgotten his plan to test the villain.
As she ran, she shouted without turning back, "Your Majesty, the little fox is injured. Let me bandage it first."
Wen Huoran bent his knuckles and gently rubbed the corner of his lips, looking at Yan Yi's hurriedly leaving back thoughtfully.
The fox's fur was wet and sticky with blood. Yan Yi carefully examined it and found that one of its hind legs had been broken.
After treating the wound, Yan Yi fixed its injured hind leg, then boiled some hot water to wipe the dried blood stains off the little fox's body.
After finishing all these, Yan Yi let out a long sigh. When he raised his eyes, the moonlight outside the window was hazy, and the cool night wind was blowing the willow branches in the yard. The villain was no longer visible in the night.
After pondering for a while, she picked up the medicine box and went out. As soon as she stepped out of the door, Yan Yi turned back worriedly and told Xiao Li: "Your Majesty is also injured. I'll go over to check. You stay home and don't run around!"
The little fox meowed weakly in response.
The door closed gently behind him, Yan Yi walked straight out of the yard, and hurried to Wen Huoran's residence in the night.
She tiptoed to the door of the study and was about to knock when she heard a slightly anxious voice from inside: "Your Majesty, there are demons on Fuyu Mountain. They are very skilled. Although I broke their right leg, I was also seriously injured by them-"
It's the sound of hearing the wind.
Yan Yi quickly retracted his hand and stood there in a daze, not knowing whether to leave or stay.
Yan Yi didn't hear a word of what the two said afterwards. He only remembered that Wen Feng broke the right leg of a demon.
——Xiao Li rarely goes out without permission. He just came back from outside in a panic, and one of his hind legs happened to be broken. Is this really just a coincidence?
Yan Yi shook her head vigorously, forcing herself to calm down. She didn't hear clearly what kind of demon Wen Feng mentioned. Could it be a cat demon?
Before she could think about it, the study door in front of her was suddenly pushed open from the inside. Wen Huoran was standing behind the door, looking at her with a look full of doubt.
"What are you doing sneaking around in the middle of the night?"
Yan Yi was shrouded in the shadow of the other person's tall figure. Her heart couldn't help but skip a beat. In a panic, she remembered her purpose. She took a deep breath and said truthfully: "Your Majesty, Xiaoli scratched you. I was terrified and felt sorry for it. Let me take a look at the wound on your face--"
Before she could finish her words, her eyes fell on Wen Huoran's fair face. Apart from his handsome appearance, there was no blood on his cheeks, nor any signs of injury.
She immediately realized something, her heart pounding, and she was almost out of breath. The villain hadn't been scratched by the little fox; the blood on his face was from the little fox's claws.
It was a dark and windy night, and the little fox was covered in blood. Wen Huoran saw it hurriedly running back to the yard from outside, and he would definitely doubt the little fox's identity.
"It's okay, I have already cleaned the wound." Wen Huoran suddenly spoke, bringing her wandering thoughts back to reality.
Yan Yi was hoping for a lucky break, thinking that the villain might have really been scratched by Xiaoli, but before she arrived, the other party had treated the wound himself and his cheek had recovered.
Thinking of this, she couldn't help but feel relieved for Xiaoli. It was like she had saved a life, no - two lives, Xiaoli and hers.
Wen Feng walked out from behind Wen Huoran with his head down. When his eyes passed by Yan Yi, he nodded slightly to her and then slowly retreated.
Yan Yi stepped aside and stared blankly at Wen Feng's figure disappearing into the night.
"Where is your tabby cat hurt?" Wen Huoran looked down at her, his scrutinizing gaze falling on her face.
It turns out that the villain will not let go of any clues.
My heart tightened and the air around me froze.
"Leg—a hind leg." Yan Yi didn't dare to lie. She didn't have the demonic ability to heal wounds. When the villain saw Xiaoli limping, her lie would be exposed. Xiaoli and she would only die more miserably.
Now we can only pray that Xiaoli's wound heals quickly and that the villain doesn't notice any clues.
"Take me to have a look." Wen Huoran ordered.
"Now?" Yan Yi raised his voice unconsciously.
The villain is really good at forcing people to do things against their will!
"What's wrong?" Wen Huoran raised his eyebrows slightly, and his inquiring gaze fell on her face.
Yan Yi quickly explained, "No, there's nothing wrong. Your Majesty, it's so late, aren't you going to rest?"
The change of topic was too abrupt and without any skill, which made her guilty conscience clear. Yan Yi regretted it as soon as she finished speaking.
Wen Huoran said: "It is not midnight yet, it is still early."
Yan Yi lowered his head and couldn't help muttering, "What an old antique, still staying up late!"
"Old antique?" Wen Huoran subconsciously raised his hand and touched the still young and handsome face, his expression was stunned for a moment.
Yan Yi suddenly raised his head, his face showing fear. "Your Excellency, I don't think you are old and old-fashioned. What I mean is that you are over 800 years old, and mortals like us are naturally no match for you-"
"Hmm?" Wen Huoran took a step forward, getting closer to Yan Yi.
Finished!!!
The more you describe it, the worse it gets.
She once again abruptly changed the subject: "Your Majesty, let's go! Go and see Xiaoli's injury. You must have a way to cure her, right?" As she said that, she turned around and walked out of the yard at a brisk pace.
Returning to the room, Yan Yi carefully picked up the little fox from the bed and hesitantly walked towards the villain, explaining to himself, "Your Majesty, I bandaged its wound."
Wen Huoran reached out to the injured hind leg of the little li and couldn't help frowning.
Yan Yi took a deep breath. Her throat was tight, and it became difficult to speak. She said with a stiff upper lip, "Your Majesty, can it be cured?"
Wen Huoran: "For superficial injuries, just use ordinary ointment."
Yan Yi was stunned when she heard this. Just a superficial injury? When she checked Xiaoli's injury just now, she clearly felt that one of Xiaoli's hind legs was broken.
As if she realized something, she secretly glanced at Wen Huoran's expression, then quickly retracted her gaze and lowered her eyes to look at Xiaoli.
The little fox rubbed her palm with its furry head and meowed at her coquettishly, as if responding to the doubts in her heart.
"What is this?" Wen Huoran suddenly reached out and picked up a special envelope from the desk, but he had no intention of opening it.
Yan Yi squatted on the ground and stroked Xiao Li's fur. He glanced up and said truthfully, "It's a letter from my cousin."
After hearing this, Wen Huiran's face turned unhappy. "Your cousin—what important matter does he want to discuss with you?"
Yan Yi slowly stood up and said softly, "Your Majesty, we didn't discuss anything important, just some trivial family matters."
"Oh?" Wen Huoran clearly didn't believe her and couldn't help but sneer, "Is it worthwhile to exchange letters frequently about family matters?"
Is it frequent?
Yan Yi was confused. The last time he communicated with Su Can was several days ago.
"Not very often, right?" she whispered defensively. "My cousin wrote that he's recently joined a famous sect to practice cultivation. He'll come visit once his cultivation improves."
After saying this, she carefully assessed the villain's expression and added, "Your Majesty, I haven't replied yet! I haven't agreed to his visit yet."
Wen Huiran snorted coldly, "A cultivator trying to come to the Demon Realm? You're overestimating your own abilities."
Yan Yi curled his lips and explained in a low voice: "Your Majesty, my cousin—he doesn't know that I am now in the Demon Realm."
A feeling of displeasure suddenly grew in his heart. Wen Huiran frowned and said in a stern tone, "You really are used to living in lies."
These words were like a heavy hammer, hitting Yan Yi's head heavily.
The villain is right.
During the time she had been in the book, she had been telling lies all the time and making false statements in order to survive.
Yan Yi didn't feel anything was wrong. She had only one goal - to complete the mission and go home.
To her, the people in the book were just paper figures, not living beings.
However, at this moment, she seemed to have been pricked by Wen Huoran, and many chaotic thoughts emerged, making her brain chaotic.
Xiaoli is real and will help Yan Yi regardless of her own safety when she is in danger.
The big villain also exists in reality. If you are not careful, your life will be in danger.
…
Every person she meets is a living being, visible, touchable, breathing, and able to speak.
The characters in the book had become part of her life without her realizing it, and her feelings towards them were far different from what she had initially perceived when she read the book.
"No." Yan Yi denied it flatly.
"I'm not hiding the truth on purpose. I just—I haven't figured out how to tell my cousin yet. I'm afraid he'll worry about me being in danger and come rashly. It'll all be unpleasant, and it won't be worth it."
"Really?" Wen Huoran didn't comment and turned around and left.
Yan Yi stared blankly at the villain's back, then suddenly thought of something and quickly called out to him.
"Your Majesty, wait a moment!" She ran into the bedroom quickly, and when she came out, she had a gold filigree flower pouch in her hand.
Yan Yi ran up to Wen Huoran breathlessly and handed him the sachet. "Your Majesty has been busy lately and hasn't had time to use calming incense. This sachet contains some nourishing and soothing herbs that can help alleviate headaches. Your Majesty, please wear it with you."
Wen Huoran glanced at the sachet in her hand, his brows relaxed, but he did not reach out to take it.
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