Chapter 47 Jinjiang Exclusive Authorization Release 27 The Villain is Actually Willing...
The next day, Yan Yi woke up early.
With something on her mind, she tossed and turned restlessly at night, repeatedly awakened by nightmares. Her head was groggy and she couldn't muster any energy. She quietly got up and stared blankly at the half-open window.
Noticing the movement of the people around him, Wen Huoran slowly opened his eyes and woke up.
Last night, although Yan Yi tortured him for a long time, he was extremely gentle and affectionate, and Wen Huoran did not suffer as much as usual.
"Why are you awake so early?"
Yan Yi looked gloomy and said truthfully: "Your Majesty, I had a nightmare."
What you think about during the day, you dream about at night.
In the dream, Wen Huoran learned that she was pregnant. Recalling the details of their interactions, she quickly confirmed that the child in her belly came from Yan Yi's essence.
The conspiracy of Anshenxiang then surfaced. The villain believed that Yan Yi stayed with him only to take his essence and let him bear her a child.
Without listening to Yan Yi's explanation, Wen Huoran ordered her to be cut into pieces and left in the wilderness.
Yan Yi's soul floated in the air, trying in vain to return to his body through the body parts in the mass grave, but he could never succeed.
"What nightmare did you have?" Wen Huoran sat up and took her into his arms.
Yan Yi buried his face in the villain's neck and shook his head gently, "I don't remember. It was an extremely terrifying nightmare, but after waking up, I didn't remember anything that happened in the dream."
Wen Huoran held the person in his arms tighter and whispered comfortingly, "You don't have to remember the nightmare. From now on, you only need to remember the good dreams."
After hearing this, Yan Yi almost burst into tears. She also wanted to have beautiful dreams every night, without having to dream about the murder scene.
But things go against her wishes. In the next few hours, she will be forced to personally witness the nightmare scene and fall into a dark dream.
"Your Majesty, when will you send for the old witch doctor?"
Wen Huoran slowly let go of her and smoothed the hair on her forehead that was damp with cold sweat. "I've already asked Ling You to go and invite them."
Yan Yi suddenly jumped off the couch and changed his clothes in a hurry.
Wen Xuran was at his ease, leaning on the couch as he watched her busying around. "Why are you so flustered?"
Yan Yi paused and said casually, "The old witch doctor will be here soon, and I can't show myself to people with a disheveled appearance!" As she said that, she hurried to wash up.
After immersing his face in the cold water, Yan Yi finally calmed down a little.
She knew exactly what would happen next and had a plan for how to deal with it, but she was still in a state of confusion, as if she was being roasted on a fire and was suffering greatly.
But after a moment, Ling You's voice came from outside the bedroom.
The old witch doctor has arrived.
Bu Shu never allowed outsiders to be present when he was treating patients. Yan Yi was deeply troubled and left the bedroom with great reluctance.
She reluctantly moved to the door, still harboring evil intentions, and secretly glanced back at the two people in the bedroom, and happened to see the old witch doctor reaching out to feel the pulse of the villain.
His heart was in his throat, and Yan Yi subconsciously stopped walking. His legs felt like they were filled with lead, and he was unable to step out of the bedroom door.
She didn't actually hear clearly what the old witch doctor said, but the word "happy pulse" was like a mountain, pressing down on her so hard that she could hardly breathe.
Feeling dizzy and unable to tell the direction, Yan Yi staggered out and almost fell out.
When I looked up, I saw Su Can pacing back and forth in the pavilion not far away.
Yan Yi, as if he had lost his soul, walked slowly to Su Can and asked, "Cousin, are you looking for me?"
Su Can nodded slightly and said, "Cousin, I will leave today to return to my master's sect, and I came here to say goodbye to you."
Seeing her absent-minded appearance, Su Can couldn't help but worry, "Cousin, have you encountered any difficulties?"
Yan Yi shook his head, then nodded hesitantly, then looked around. He did not see Ling You or the other Demon Realm guards. They must be hiding in the dark.
Then he took two steps forward and lowered his voice and asked, "Cousin, do you have any way to eavesdrop on other people's conversations?"
Su Can raised his eyebrows slightly, his eyes full of curiosity, "Cousin, what are you going to do?"
After much thought, Yan Yi steeled himself and lowered his voice a few notches: "Cousin, can you help me eavesdrop on what the Lord is saying to the old witch doctor?"
Su Can has always been a person who enjoys watching the fun, and when he heard her say that, he immediately became very interested.
"Why not!" He suddenly sneered and said confidently, "Cousin, don't worry. That high and mighty Demon Lord eavesdropped first. We're just giving him a taste of his own medicine."
Hearing this, Yan Yi smiled uncomfortably.
She resorted to this desperate measure because she had no other choice. Where did the psychological burden come from?
Fearing that the other party might become complacent and careless, Yan Yi whispered, "Cousin, the mansion is full of secret guards, so you must be careful."
Su Can didn't take it seriously and said confidently, "Don't worry, cousin, this matter is known to heaven and earth, you and I know it, and I guarantee that no one will know about it."
After saying that, he took out a jade magic weapon the size of a fingernail from his arms and silently chanted a few spells. The magic weapon then turned into a wisp of smoke and floated towards the bedroom.
Time passed unnoticed. Yan Yi was getting upset and impatient. He couldn't help but urge, "Cousin, did you hear anything?"
Su Can closed his eyes slightly, held his breath and concentrated to feel the movement of the spiritual weapon, but his expression gradually became solemn.
"How weird!" He suddenly opened his eyes, his dark almond-shaped eyes widening into a circle.
His heart was pounding like it was about to jump out of his chest. Yan Yi tried his best to calm himself down and asked him in a low voice, "Cousin, what did you hear?"
Su Can scratched his ear, a puzzled look on his face. "I can only hear the sound of people talking in the bedroom. It's like there's a layer of water between us. I can't hear what they are saying."
After hearing this, Yan Yi's worries grew more intense.
Wen Huoran was pregnant, and the old witch doctor would quickly guess that it was her essence that made Wen Huoran pregnant.
When the truth comes out, how will the villain feel?
She had frequently mentioned evil cultivators in front of Wen Huoran, and even asked about their sexual intercourse without hesitation. The villain would definitely suspect that she had ulterior motives.
He insisted on making him take the essence just to replenish his body.
Suddenly, there was a dull sound of a door opening behind him. The door of the bedroom slowly opened, and Wen Huoran stood alone behind the door, his tall and slender figure shrouded in shadows.
Yan Yi gathered his thoughts and looked back at him, only to feel the chilling cold surrounding him, as if he were falling into an ice cave.
"Yan Yi, come here!" Wen Huoran looked distant and cold, his tone calm and indifferent.
Yan Yi immediately became alert, and a bad premonition gradually arose in his heart -
The spiritual weapon that Su Can sent out to eavesdrop was discovered.
"Cousin, hurry up!" She pushed Su Can silently, then turned around and walked quickly towards the villain.
Bu Shu walked out from behind Wen Huoran, glanced at Yan Yi meaningfully, and then quickened his pace and left.
Yan Yi stood there in a daze, staring blankly at the old witch doctor's gradually walking away back.
"What important matter are you and your cousin discussing?" Wen Huoran asked out of the blue.
Yan Yi withdrew his gaze, his expression somewhat bewildered. "Your Majesty, my cousin is returning to the sect, and he came to say goodbye to me."
"Really?" Wen Huoran's tone was normal, and it was impossible to tell what emotion he was expressing.
Yan Yi couldn't figure out what the other party was thinking when dealing with her, so he could only tell the truth: "My cousin saw that the Lord and I were in love, so he felt relieved and wanted to go back and report to my father as soon as possible."
Wen Huoran sneered, then crushed a spiritual weapon in his hand and threw it on the ground, muttering to himself, "How dare a mere mortal cultivator act so rashly under my nose? You simply don't know how to live or die!"
Having been caught red-handed by the villain for instigating the hero of the original book to do something bad, Yan Yi knew he was in the wrong and could only ask cautiously, "Your Majesty, did my cousin make you angry?"
Wen Huoran turned and walked towards the bedroom, casually saying, "How could I be a narrow-minded person?"
The villain had no intention of pursuing her, so Yan Yi breathed a sigh of relief and followed him into the bedroom.
The bedroom door slowly closed behind her. She carefully considered her words and asked softly, "Your Majesty, what did my master say after examining me?"
Wen Huoran was sitting upright at the desk. He raised his head when he heard the words, and his scrutinizing gaze fell on her face.
"Didn't you hear?"
Yan Yi's ears felt hot, and he looked a little uncomfortable. He said vaguely, "Your Majesty, I didn't hear clearly."
The villain's gaze was like that of a hawk, making her feel uneasy. Yan Yi felt even more uncertain, so she had no choice but to step forward and said in a whisper, "Your Majesty, can you tell me what my master said?"
Wen Huoran didn't respond, but continued, "Yan Yi, how many things have you been hiding from me?"
His heart skipped a beat and Yan Yi's palms were covered in sticky cold sweat, but he had to face the villain's gaze and pretend that he knew nothing.
"Your Majesty, why do you suddenly ask this?"
Wen Huoran bent his knuckles and gently tapped the edge of the table, motioning her to sit down and talk. "Your cousin used a spiritual tool to eavesdrop on my conversation with the old witch doctor. Are you aware of this?"
If it is a blessing, there will be no disaster; if it is a disaster, there will be no escape.
The ancients never lied to me!
Yan Yi sat stiffly in the chair, groaning inwardly, but had to grit his teeth and admit it, "Your Majesty, my cousin told me. However, I didn't hear what you said clearly, I could only hear the buzzing of voices."
Wen Huiran snorted coldly, "You dare to embarrass yourself by showing off such a trivial trick."
The other person's expression softened slightly, and Yan Yi quickly followed his words, "Your Majesty, my cousin was just having fun and meant no harm. I apologize to Your Majesty on his behalf, and I hope Your Majesty will not blame him."
After hearing this, Wen Huiran was somewhat displeased and said coldly, "You are good at taking on tasks."
Yan Yi knew he had said the wrong thing, so he hung his head and whispered, "It's all my fault. I wasn't able to stop my cousin in time, so he made such a heinous mistake."
As she spoke, she sniffed hard and couldn't help choking, "Your Majesty, all the mistakes are my fault. If I hadn't taken the initiative to invite my cousin to our house, such unpleasant things wouldn't have happened. Besides-"
"Alright." Wen Huoran rubbed his throbbing eyebrows and interrupted her to continue, "I will not pursue this matter. Let him fend for himself."
Yan Yi slowly raised his head, his eyes lighting up, "Thank you, Your Majesty! I will tell my cousin the truth."
After talking about this and that for a long time, the villain didn't mention the real business.
Yan Yi felt like she was sitting on pins and needles. Resisting the urge to ask directly, she leaned forward slightly and said softly, "Your Majesty, is the demonic energy turbulence a serious problem? Is there any way my master can recover?"
"Nothing serious."
Yan Yi felt discouraged when he didn't get the answer he wanted. He opened his mouth but didn't know how to start.
Seeing that she was hesitant to speak, Wen Xuran raised his eyebrows slightly and smiled with an ambiguous smile, "Yan Yi, what exactly do you want to know?"
The villain was reluctant to mention the fact that Yuan Jing had made him pregnant. Yan Yi became increasingly anxious, but he did not dare to ask him directly. He could only say aggrievedly, "I was just worried about you, Your Majesty. I didn't want to find out anything. Your Majesty misunderstood me."
Even though he knew that she always spoke coaxing words without hesitation, Wen Huoran still found it quite useful.
Perhaps it was true as he had suspected, Yan Yi had used some kind of mind-affecting spice on him, making it impossible for him to refuse.
"Besides medicine, have you learned any other skills?"
Yan Yi immediately became alert and said half-truthfully, "Your Majesty, I have been learning medicine from a mortal master since I was young, and I have never learned any other skills."
Wen Huoran looked at her calmly, trying to discern the truth from her expression.
Yan Yi looked confused. He could see that she had questions in her mind, but he didn't dare to speak directly.
"Why don't your family send you to the immortal sect to practice?"
Realizing that the other party was testing him, Yan Yi clenched his fingers and tried to calm himself down. "Your Majesty, the immortal sect accepts disciples based on their aptitude. I was not born to be a cultivator. Apart from being a doctor, I really don't have the talent for cultivation."
That's true.
Wen Huoran had long seen that she was just an ordinary person, so he felt at ease keeping her by his side.
The villain hinted at her, no doubt trying to find flaws in her words and actions. Yan Yi knew it very well, but she didn't dare to expose it.
He was on pins and needles at the moment, genuinely curious about the other party's attitude towards the matter of carrying a cub, and how the old witch doctor would explain it to him...
There are too many unsolved mysteries in my heart, piled up in my chest, making me feel suffocated.
After much deliberation, she carefully considered her words and asked softly, "Your Majesty, why do you suddenly ask this? Could it be that the turbulent demonic energy within you requires a cultivator to resolve? If so, I can ask my cousin to come here. He's a talented cultivator and should be able to help."
After hearing these words, Wen Huoran frowned slightly, and an unhappy expression was about to overflow.
"You are always thinking about your cousin."
Yan Yi was speechless for a moment. The villain was very good at grasping the key points and was nitpicking words all the time to make things difficult for her.
"Your Majesty, I didn't!" She seemed a little anxious, her worries had not yet been resolved. She was already depressed, and the villain deliberately picking on her made things even worse.
"I'm just discussing the matter at hand. If Your Majesty needs help from practitioners, and since my cousin is here, there's no need to trouble others."
"That's enough." Wen Huoran gently tapped the edge of the table, stopping her from continuing. "The affairs of the demon clan are not something a mere mortal cultivator should be allowed to interfere in."
Yan Yi opened his mouth but didn't say a word.
Even though the male protagonist of the original book unilaterally recognized the villain's character, the other party did not take the male protagonist seriously and even had a hostile attitude towards him.
"What else do you want to say?" Seeing her hesitate, Wen Huoran's displeasure grew even more intense. "Is there anything you can't say to me? Is it possible that only your childhood sweetheart cousin can hear it?"
Yan Yi couldn't help but be speechless. The villain was being particularly weird today. She couldn't help but suspect that his fluctuating mood was due to his pregnancy, so he inevitably had more patience.
"Your Majesty, I said the wrong thing." She suddenly raised a hand and swore, "I promise that I will never mention my cousin in front of Your Majesty again, and I will not allow my cousin to appear in front of Your Majesty."
The two of them chatted for a long time, but nothing got to the point. Wen Huoran felt rather powerless. A wave of disappointment gradually spread within him. He sighed helplessly and then closed his eyes slightly. "I'm tired. You can go on with your work."
The villain ordered Yan Yi to leave, and Yan Yi was frustrated and upset because he failed to get the answer he wanted.
"Your Majesty, I'm leaving." She stood up reluctantly and walked out of the bedroom slowly.
As soon as he stepped out of the bedroom, Yan Yi suddenly realized that he had nowhere to go.
The villain helped her move her luggage to the bedroom, and the study where she used to live was cleared out, leaving nothing behind.
After pondering for a while, Yan Yi came up with a plan and walked alone towards the old witch doctor's house.
Bu Shu was fiddling with the newly arrived medicinal herbs in the medicine store. Seeing that she looked worried, he knew why she came.
Yan Yi looked around but didn't see the twins, so he asked, "Master, why aren't Master's Wife and Yingyue and the others here?"
Bu Shu buried his head in a pile of herbs, his tone filled with heartache: "Sui'an is not feeling well and is recuperating in seclusion. Yingyue and the others are staying by his side all the time!"
Yan Yi was quite surprised. Ever since he came back from visiting his relatives last time, Meng Sui'an had been feeling unwell every now and then. He couldn't help but worry that this was related to that group of evil cultivators.
Seeing her concern, Bu Shu comforted her, "It's okay, Sui'an is fine and will be out of seclusion in a few days. What do you want to ask me?"
Yan Yi did not hide anything and stated his purpose truthfully.
When she cautiously asked about Wen Huoran's pregnancy, Bu Shu paused and his expression became serious, "Didn't His Majesty tell you?"
Yan Yi hung his head, looking absent-minded. "Master, I didn't dare to ask."
Bu Shu couldn't help but frown, "Are you worried that His Majesty will blame you?"
Yan Yi nodded stiffly, "Master, this matter was caused by me, and I am ashamed of my honor."
Bu Shu sighed heavily, "Xiao Yi, your essence nourishes His Majesty's damaged essence. How could His Majesty blame you?"
Yan Yi disagreed, "Master, Your Majesty conceived because you took my essence, so I am also responsible!"
"In that case, I bear greater responsibility. I didn't investigate the consequences clearly, which led to the current situation."
Yan Yi shook his head repeatedly, "It was me who insisted on giving the essence to Your Majesty. It had nothing to do with Master."
Bu Shu placed the herbs in his hand on the table, sat down on a chair beside it, and said earnestly, "Xiao Yi, this matter is a done deal. There's no point in assigning blame. Now that His Majesty's damaged essence has been restored, it's all good."
"What about the child?" Yan Yi finally asked what was in his heart. "Your Majesty must have been deeply shocked by your sudden pregnancy, but you didn't tell me a word about it. I guess he's angry with me."
Bu Shu looked at her sideways and said meaningfully, "How do you know I'm angry, and not happy?"
Yan Yi was confused. "Master, what do you mean?"
"If the two of you are in love, how do you know His Majesty would not want to bear a child for you? After all, there are records of men successfully giving birth in the history of the demon race."
Yan Yi stood frozen in place, unable to believe his ears.
The villain was actually willing to have a child with her?
The news came so suddenly that she was caught off guard.
It was not until he said goodbye to the old witch doctor and walked back that Yan Yi gradually recovered.
Today she came to inquire about the news from the old witch doctor. In order not to arouse the suspicion of the villain, she did not ask Ling You to help prepare the carriage.
The weather in late summer was still hot. Yan Yi walked forward dejectedly. The scorching sun shone on her body, but she seemed not to feel the temperature.
After hearing what the old witch doctor said, Yan Yi gradually felt a sense of guilt.
The more I think about it, the more guilty I feel.
Yan Yi caught a glimpse of a familiar figure walking towards him. He was stunned for a moment before he perked up a little.
"Your Majesty, why are you here?" Yan Yi was surprised and delighted when the villain suddenly appeared.
Hearing the joy in her tone, the pent-up emotions in his heart dissipated and Wen Xuran suddenly became happy.
Recalling the first time he went to Bu Shu's house to pick up Yan Yi, the other party thought he came specially to pick her up, so she was very happy.
Thinking of this, Wen Huoran did not hide anything and said truthfully: "I am here to take you home."
Her heart skipped a beat, and her throat felt like it was stuck with a huge rock, making it almost impossible for her to breathe.
Yan Yi choked with sobs and was unable to speak. He then opened his arms and hugged Wen Huoran tightly. Warm tears flowed uncontrollably, soaking the other's clean and tidy lapel.
Wen Huiran hugged her back, a little stunned for a moment, "Why are you crying? I came all the way to pick you up, and you're not happy?"
"Happy!" Yan Yi buried his face in the other's chest, rubbed it hard, and said in a muffled voice, "I'm just too happy, I'm crying for joy."
Wen Huoran suddenly laughed, his voice was very soft, and the laughter penetrated his chest and hit Yan Yi's ears like drumbeats.
"Your Majesty, thank you for coming to pick me up. I am very happy." She raised her head from the villain's arms, her moist eyes slightly red, her eyes clear and smart.
Wen Huoran was dazed for a moment. A pair of eyes like that, like a frightened deer when afraid, didn't look like they would lie.
He subconsciously increased the strength of his hands, tightened his arms around the person, and said calmly, "What news do you want from the old witch doctor?"
Yan Yi smiled uncomfortably, "Your Majesty, you know everything?"
Wen Huoran didn't respond, but continued, "Why don't you just ask me directly?"
After hearing this, Yan Yi pressed his face against the other person's chest, his nose felt sore, and he almost cried out.
"You're using my new clothes to wipe your tears?"
The villain's voice came from above her head, and a warm breath touched her neck. Yan Yi felt inexplicably at ease and warm. She said inappropriately, "Your Majesty, there are not only tears, but also snot."
Wen Huoran's body stiffened noticeably.
Seeing this, Yan Yi burst into laughter and wiped the tears from his clothes with his sleeves. He said seriously, "Your Majesty, I will help you wash them clean later."
After returning to the mansion, Yan Yi saw Su Can waiting outside the bedroom from afar. Seeing that he was holding a tabby cat in his arms, Yan Yi quickly ran forward and asked, "Cousin, why is the tabby cat with you?"
Su Can stole a glance at Wen Huiran, who was following closely behind her, and lowered his voice to say, "Seeing you looked so worried earlier, I really didn't want to leave, so I decided to stay with you."
Before Yan Yi could explain, he only heard Xu Ran say indifferently, "You don't know your limits."
The other party insisted on treating him as a love rival. Su Can's mouth twitched, and he felt quite helpless.
Thinking that Wen Huoran's petty behavior was due to Yan Yi, Su Can had no intention of arguing with him. Instead, he felt happy for Yan Yi and pretended not to hear anything. He continued, "Cousin, I came to discuss something with you."
It was rare to see Su Can being so serious, and Yan Yi couldn't help but become interested, "Cousin, go ahead."
"I have a way to help Xiaoli recover his demonic power."
Yan Yi opened his mouth slightly, "Cousin, when did you find out?"
Su Can laughed triumphantly, "The first time I saw the tabby cat, I knew her demonic power was damaged, so she kept going to look for my cousin."
Yan Yi couldn't help but sigh, he was indeed the hero of the original book who had a golden finger.
She was always generous with her praise, so she said sincerely, "Cousin, you are truly a genius in cultivation!"
As soon as Yan Yi saw Su Can, he ran up to him happily. The two of them whispered to each other as if no one was around and had a great time chatting.
Wen Huiran's expression gradually darkened, his inner displeasure intensifying. He could not help but snort coldly and said in a louder voice, "Yan Yi, I'm tired."
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