Chapter 202 I didn't mean to spy on you taking a bath
Surprisingly, Wen Huoran did not refuse. He let Yan Yi put a hand on his wrist and just glanced at her sideways without saying a word.
"Your Majesty, do you often have headaches?" Yan Yi asked in a soft voice, seemingly casually, but in fact, he was so nervous that his lips turned pale and his heart was pounding as if it was about to jump out of his chest.
The warm touch of the fingertips spread upwards along the skin of the wrist. Wen Xuran bent his knuckles slightly, and suddenly a strange and unfamiliar feeling arose in his heart. His whole arm was numb, but he could clearly feel the warmth of Yan Yi's fingertips.
The uncomfortable feeling spread in his heart. He suddenly shook off Yan Yi's hand, and his expression became gloomy at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Seeing this, Wen Feng quickly reminded her: "Girl, don't ask questions that you shouldn't ask."
Yan Yi was horrified and felt something was wrong. He was too impatient and tried too hard.
Without time to think, she fell to her knees with a thud, and in her panic, the chair behind her creaked. She begged for mercy in a trembling voice: "Your Majesty, please forgive me."
Wen Huoran suddenly stood up and stared at Yan Yi like a hawk squinting at its prey, his glass-like eyes clearly filled with warning.
"Whether you are a gift or a spy, if you want to survive, keep your hands to yourself."
After saying this, he turned away.
Yan Yi knelt on the ground and backed away tremblingly.
Wen Feng wanted to say something but stopped himself, and hurriedly followed Wen Huiran out.
Watching the two hurriedly leaving figures disappear from his sight, Yan Yi let out a long sigh, and his whole body leaned back as if exhausted, and fell directly to the ground, unable to move anymore.
Recalling the warning Wen Huoran left before he left, as well as his strange expression, Yan Yi gradually figured out that something was wrong.
The villain suddenly got angry, not because he was overconfident in asking about the frequency of his headaches, but because - he touched his wrist?
Yan Yi was extremely confused. The other party had clearly agreed to let him take his pulse, but then changed his mind at the last minute. His changeable temperament was really hard to understand.
She couldn't help but suspect that there was something else going on. Could it be that the villain didn't like to be touched by others?
After lying there for an unknown amount of time, Yan Yi finally regained some strength. She groped her way to her feet and followed the route she remembered back to her residence.
As soon as I opened the door, I heard a faint cat meow coming from inside the house, as if it was testing the identity of the visitor.
Yan Yi suddenly remembered that the book had mentioned briefly that the cannon fodder Canary was accompanied by the tabby cat - Xiaoli all day long. She was tortured to death by the Demon Lord, and Xiaoli disappeared.
Thinking of this, Yan Yi felt a bitter feeling deep in her heart. She tiptoed into the house, fearing to frighten the tabby cat. She saw a calico cat curled up on the couch, staring at her curiously with its bright eyes.
"Little Cat." Yan Yi stretched out her hands, and the tabby cat suddenly jumped into her arms, nudging her chin with its head like a spoiled child.
The tabby cat has two-colored pupils, one eye is golden and the other is emerald green, just like two dazzling gems inlaid, which is very beautiful.
After bathing, Yan Yi changed into clean clothes and carefully applied a thick layer of ointment to the bruises on her neck. Then she hugged Xiaoli and got into bed, concentrating on thinking about her plan of nourishing the body.
After much thought, Yan Yi had to face reality. With her current progress and negligible strength, it would be difficult for her to even get close to the villain in a short period of time, let alone completing the task of collecting and replenishing energy.
The system did not tell the task deadline, there were many uncertainties, and the task was difficult. Yan Yi was troubled by this and suddenly felt that there was little hope of returning to the real world.
In the original book, the Demon King killed his father and brother, and did all kinds of evil things to destroy the world, but the ending was quite satisfying - he was cut into pieces by Canary's childhood sweetheart, the male protagonist of the original book, and ended up with his body torn into pieces, and his soul was finally scattered.
Thinking of this, Yan Yi perked up and immediately sat up from the couch.
In order to complete the task of collecting essences, return home safely, and throw herself into the warm embrace of her parents, the most urgent thing is to ensure that the villain dies before she succeeds in collecting essences.
In this way, the original male protagonist cannot be allowed to follow the key plot set in the original book as he wishes.
Yan Yi made a decision immediately - to write a letter to his cousin, telling him that he was fine and not to worry, so as to calm him down first.
After finishing the letter, Yan Yi dug out a box of cinnabar and was searching the room for a seal when the little cat suddenly started to call out in a coquettish voice. Yan Yi turned around and saw the cat showing her a soft paw pad, shaking it at her as if declaring its sovereignty.
Yan Yifu suddenly understood Xiaoli's intention. She walked over to the long table, holding the cinnabar box, and gestured for Xiaoli to press the seal with her cat's paw. This must be a tacit understanding between a tabby cat and its owner.
Looking at the crimson cat paw print at the signature, Yan Yi nodded with satisfaction. She folded the letter and put it into the mailbox, a look of relief on her face. Although this body was just as weak as her original one, fortunately she knew how to use talismans.
After lighting the teleportation talisman, Yan Yi began to make plans. Since the tranquilizing incense could relieve the villain's headache symptoms, it would be beneficial to have more incense-making herbs on hand.
It was still early, and after settling Xiaoli down, she followed the route she remembered and walked towards the medicine storehouse.
Yan Yi didn't think she was directionally challenged. At least before she traveled through the book, she didn't need to stare at the navigation system all the way to her destination every time she went out.
However, at this moment she had to doubt herself. She clearly remembered that there was a majestic stone lion parked in front of the medicine storehouse. If she lightly touched the right eye of the stone lion with her finger, the door would open automatically.
Along the way, she passed no less than ten rooms equipped with stone lions. Each room looked almost identical, and she could not tell which one was the medicine storehouse she had visited before.
Yan Yi raised his sleeve to wipe the sticky sweat from his forehead. Helplessly, he had to open each room one by one to verify.
Perhaps the God in the world of the book did not favor her as a foreign invader. After an hour, there was no trace of medicinal herbs in every room she opened.
Yan Yi was so tired that he was panting. He put his hands on his hips and stopped in front of a stone lion.
Her fingertips ached slightly, and she gathered strength in her heart and poked the stone lion's right eye hard. She heard a dull "creak" sound, and the door in front of her opened.
A hot, damp smell hit me in the face, mixed with the rich aroma of herbs.
Hard work pays off.
Yan Yi's eyes were moist and he cried with joy, and he walked forward with light steps.
The further she walked in, the more she felt something was wrong. The herb storehouse that Wen Feng had brought her into just now was not as warm and steamy as the one in front of her.
Through the misty vapor, Yan Yi caught a glimpse of a familiar figure, and her pupils suddenly shrank. Had she accidentally entered the villain's bathhouse?
Wen Huoran was naked from the waist up, with his black hair slightly curled and scattered on his shoulders. He was taking a medicinal bath in the hot spring with his back to her.
Her heart rate soared rapidly, fearing that the other party would misunderstand that she was secretly gathering information or peeping at him taking a bath. The consequences of both were beyond her ability to bear.
Yan Yi's hands and feet were cold, and he quickly stepped back.
After all, the villain already suspected that she was a spy planted by someone with ulterior motives.
She deliberately walked lightly and moved carefully to the door, but she was too nervous and her hands and feet were out of control, and her skirt fluttered across the teacup on the table next to the hot spring.
Accompanied by the crisp sound of porcelain breaking, Wen Huoran, with a damp smell all over his body, stood in front of Yan Yi from above, and then stretched out a hand to strangle her neck.
His throat burned with pain, and Yan Yi closed his eyes in despair. He almost died on the spot. He trembled for a long time before he found his voice again, "Your Majesty!"
She knew the villain wouldn't believe her, so she still tried to save him. She struggled violently, trying to free herself from Wen Huoran's right hand, and said truthfully, "I, I entered the wrong room."
After saying that, she opened her eyes slightly and carefully assessed Wen Huoran's reaction.
"Who sent you?" Wen Huoran loosened his grip a little, and a cold voice came close to his ear. Yan Yi trembled all over, his heart tightened, and he was almost out of breath.
"Your Majesty, I need herbs to mix spices, but - but the terrain of the mansion is complicated and I'm lost." Yan Yi tried his best to explain.
Wen Huoran certainly didn't believe it, and cast a scrutinizing gaze on her face, "Lost?"
Yan Yi nodded repeatedly, "I couldn't find the herbal medicine storehouse, so I had to open every room one by one to check. Your Majesty, I didn't mean to peek at you bathing. I don't have that habit. I really just entered the wrong room."
It was unknown what words had angered the villain. His eyes flashed, his expression changed suddenly, and he suddenly increased the strength of his hands. Yan Yi felt the skin on his neck burning and his throat tearing with pain.
Wen Huoran said word by word, "Are you peeping at me bathing, or are you trying to gather intelligence?"
It’s over!
Neither.
Yan Yi was speechless and racked her brain for a way to escape. However, her brain was deprived of oxygen, her vision was blurry, and her ears were buzzing, so she couldn't think of a solution at all.
The villain believed that she was a spy sent by someone else, and did not give her a chance to explain, and directly sentenced her to death.
Seeing her facial muscles gradually twitching, bloodshot in her eyes, and her breathing becoming rapid, Wen Huoran suddenly let go of his hand and stared at her with an eagle-like gaze.
"explain!"
Yan Yi gasped for breath, bent over and started coughing violently. She suddenly felt dizzy and reached out to find support. In a daze, one hand grabbed Wen Huoran's sleeve.
"Your Majesty, I--" She was really frightened this time. Cold sweat broke out and her back felt cold, but she still gritted her teeth and tried to explain to the villain.
She was so anxious that she burst into tears as soon as she opened her mouth. She couldn't form complete words and could only stare at the villain with tears in her eyes.
Wen Huiran tightly grasped her shoulders, lifted her up with one hand, and asked in a cold voice, "Why are you crying?"
"Your Majesty, I-I need herbs to prepare calming incense, but I can't find the herb warehouse." Yan Yi still insisted on his statement.
In a hurry, she blurted out: "Your Majesty, please don't get angry. Emotional instability will increase the frequency of the love poison attack. You——"
Before she finished speaking, Yan Yi felt dizzy and her whole body flew into the air, drawing an arc in the air and falling into the hot spring without any warning. With a "splash", a splash of water half a person's height was made.
The villain actually threw her into the hot spring. What was the meaning of this? Yan Yi was confused for a moment.
Fortunately, she had practiced swimming skills since she was a child, and she only choked a few times when she fell into the water. Relying on her survival instinct, she swam to the edge of the hot spring pool. She hurried to climb to the shore, but Wen Huoran stepped on one of her hands.
"Don't move." He didn't exert any force, but his tone was unyielding. "How did you know I was infected with the love poison?"
Upon hearing this, Yan Yi's breathing stagnated and his heart was about to jump out of his throat. He wished he could travel back immediately and poison himself to make him mute.
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