Chapter 59 Jinjiang Exclusive Authorization Release 39 You are reluctant to leave me...
Returning to Yan Yi's residence, Qiong Jiu wiped away the tears on her face, her brows light with joy. "Miss Yan, you are truly as clairvoyant as a god. Ling You definitely knows where the Lord is. I saw him contact the Lord with my own eyes to inform him of your illness."
Yan Yi got off the bed with her help and apologized to her sheepishly, "I'm so sorry for making you lie to me."
Qiongjiu disagreed, "Miss Yan, we all see the affection between you and Your Majesty. This misunderstanding has led to this situation. I am willing to help you."
As they were talking, they heard hurried footsteps outside the room. The two looked at each other, and Qiong Jiu hurriedly helped Yan Yi back to lie down on the couch.
Her heart was pounding, and Yan Yi was actually unsure. If the person who came to treat her was really an old witch doctor, she couldn't guarantee that her little tricks would work.
While she was thinking, Ling You's voice came from outside the house: "Miss Yan, the doctor is here."
Qiongjiu rubbed her red eyelids, making herself look even more haggard, and hurriedly opened the door.
Upon seeing the unfamiliar young doctor standing behind Ling You, her face darkened and she choked with sobs as she said, "Brother Ling You, Miss Yan is too ill to leave her bed. Didn't you report this to His Majesty?"
Ling You looked embarrassed and said truthfully, "There are so many seriously injured guards that the old witch doctor is really unable to spare them. Miss Yan is just an ordinary mortal, and this doctor is very skilled and can handle it."
Qiong Jiu snorted in dissatisfaction and moved aside to let the two people outside come in.
Yan Yi's eyes slowly opened a slit, and he cautiously glanced at the doctor who came in, and he couldn't help but feel relieved.
As long as the person who comes is not the old witch doctor, her bad idea will be concealed.
After a long pause, the young doctor named Guanxin weighed his words carefully and said, "Miss Yan is suffering from lovesickness and is incurable. Heart disease requires heart medicine. Ordinary medicine can only provide superficial relief, not the root cause."
After hearing these words, Ling You's expression became even more solemn.
Qiongjiu immediately came between the two of them and struck while the iron was hot, "Brother Lingyou, please think of a way to ask His Majesty to come and see Miss Yan! Considering her deep love and thoughtfulness for His Majesty, we can't just ignore her!"
Ling You frowned tightly, as if he had encountered the most difficult problem in his life.
Yan Yi coughed slightly and muttered something. Qiong Jiu immediately came forward and leaned over to listen to her.
Without allowing anyone to question her, she immediately burst into tears and sobbed.
Wen Huoran had instructed Ling You to invite the best doctor in the mansion to treat Yan Yi. Now that the cause of the illness had been diagnosed and a solution had been offered, Ling You was in a dilemma and had no choice but to bite the bullet and ask, "What did Miss Yan say?"
Qiong Jiu was waiting for this sentence and immediately repeated the few words Yan Yi had said vaguely: "Your Majesty, don't abandon me."
Ling You: "When Miss Yan wakes up, please tell her that I will find a way to contact His Majesty. Miss Qiongjiu, please take good care of Miss Yan."
Qiongjiu replied angrily, "Miss Yan has taken good care of me, and I will repay her with all my heart."
Hearing that there was something behind her words, Ling You was not in a position to say more and could only take Guan Xin and leave.
After listening to Ling You's report, Wen Huoran could no longer sit still and stood up to go out of the hall. Just as he took a few steps, the fetus in his belly suddenly kicked him in the stomach, and he remembered something and woke up instantly.
Yan Yi tricked him into taking her essence so that he would conceive and bear her a child. Now that Yan Yi's goal had been achieved, she shouldn't have cared about his whereabouts. So why did she keep pestering him, trying to get him to change his mind?
Wen Huoran couldn't help but suspect that Yan Yi was planning a bigger conspiracy and needed him to stay by his side to complete it.
child?
He subconsciously touched his abdomen, which was becoming more and more obvious day by day, and the panic in his heart grew more and more intense.
An idea is gradually taking root in my mind and is showing signs of flourishing.
Wen Huoran was in a state of confusion, fearing that Yan Yi's purpose in coaxing him to change his mind was not for him, but for the child in his belly.
"Your Majesty?"
Ling You's voice suddenly brought his thoughts back to reality. Wen Xuran suppressed his outward emotions and said in a deep voice, "What else?"
Ling You asked cautiously, "Your Majesty, would you like to visit Miss Yan?"
"Visit?" Wen Huoran sneered, "How can a mere mortal female doctor be worthy of my concern? Just let her fend for herself."
Ling You lowered his head, wanting to say something but stopping himself.
Your Majesty clearly cares deeply about this, yet he says such words with a false meaning.
However, as a qualified attendant, he knew that his duty was to obey, and there was nothing else to say.
"Let them fend for themselves?" After hearing Ling You's reply, Qiong Jiu was so angry that she kicked him out of the house. She sat in front of the bed and complained to Yan Yi that Wen Huoran was so heartless and cold-hearted that he didn't care about Yan Yi's life or death at all.
Yan Yi leaned on the bed, his heart sinking. Facts had proved that even the self-torture tactic could fail.
At least, facing the biggest villain in the book, her attempt to pretend to be sick to gain sympathy and make the other party change his mind failed.
The more Qiongjiu thought about it, the more suffocated she felt. Her emotions were aroused and she hugged Yan Yi and burst into tears.
When Wen Huoran arrived, he saw such a touching scene:
Yan Yi's eyes were slightly closed, and she lay on the couch with a weak breath. Qiong Jiu tucked the corners of the quilt for her while tears kept falling down.
My heart felt like it was being tightly gripped by a big hand. Every time I breathed hard, the pain was so severe that I could hardly breathe.
The night outside the window was hazy, with shadows dancing. Wen Huoran disappeared and stood alone in front of the half-open window, not showing up for a long time.
The resentment in his heart surged like a wave. Resisting the urge to call her name, Wen Huoran slowly closed his eyes, made up his mind, turned around and left.
Back then, in order to please Yan Yi, he was worried that she would not be accustomed to the life of the demon clan, so he specially sent people to repair a manor that was commonly seen in wealthy mortal families, intending to give Yan Yi a surprise. Every time he mentioned this matter, he was delayed by other things.
After many twists and turns, he ended up living alone in this manor, and the person he wanted to please was just deceiving him, taking advantage of him, and plotting against his body all the way.
The self-torture plan failed, and Yan Yi lay dejectedly on the couch, not sleeping a wink all night.
She fell into a deep sleep just before dawn, and was suddenly awakened by the system's notification sound. Yan Yi jumped up from the bed as if her butt was on fire. Her injured leg accidentally hit the edge of the bed, and she grimaced in pain.
Qiongjiu was awakened by the noise and hurried forward to help her check.
"Miss Yan, your toe is swollen! I'll go find a doctor."
Yan Yi sighed helplessly and held Qiong Jiu back to stop her from going.
She hardened her heart and drugged herself, pretending to be terminally ill, in order to gain Wen Huoran's sympathy and make him change his mind. But now, the other party didn't take her seriously at all and left her to fend for herself.
It was just a stubbed toe, what was the point in calling a doctor? She could handle it herself.
Qiongjiu was still worried, "Shall I go and ask Lingyou again? I don't believe that Your Majesty is so heartless. You two were so affectionate in the past, how could it have come to this?"
"No need." Yan Yi stood up with the help of her hand and slowly got off the couch.
After washing and changing her clothes, she suddenly had an idea and came up with an idea. She lowered her voice and discussed the next plan with Qiongjiu.
After listening to her plan, Qiongjiu intuitively felt that it was feasible.
Yan Yi did not hold out much hope. Wen Huoran's current attitude really showed that he was extremely disappointed in her, which was why he told her to fend for herself.
At this point, there is no other way but to give it a try and risk everything.
"What?" After receiving Ling You's message, Wen Huoran was so angry that he stood up from the rattan chair. The rattan chair behind him was kicked to the ground for the umpteenth time and was on the verge of falling apart.
"She's going home to get married?"
Ling You lowered his head and spoke truthfully, "It's spread all over the palace. Miss Yan's family learned that she was lovesick for a man. Her father was so angry that he fainted on the spot. When he woke up, he sent someone to ask Your Majesty for permission to spare Miss Yan's life and let her go home to get married."
Wen Huoran was so angry that his whole body was trembling slightly, and a mouthful of old blood choked on his chest, almost making him faint from anger.
After a moment's silence, he finally calmed down and said calmly, "You've entered my Demon Lord's mansion, and you still want to go home and get married? Do you think I'm dead?"
Ling You felt the temperature around him plummet, as if he were trapped in the icy snow of the Frost Continent. He tentatively asked, "Your Majesty, do you wish to detain Miss Yan and place her under house arrest?"
Wen Huoran looked at him coldly and didn't respond.
Ling You knew he had said the wrong thing, and he immediately knelt on the ground to apologize, "Your Majesty, please forgive me, I spoke too much."
Wen Huoran was secretly thinking about his next plan in his mind and did not listen to his words. He just said, "Go down! You don't need to do anything. Just pretend you don't know anything. I will make my own arrangements."
That night, Wen Huoran paced back and forth in the manor, unable to sleep. Finally, when he tried to open the door and return to the Demon Lord's mansion for the 99th time, he could no longer bear it. He used the invisibility spell and sneaked into the house where Yan Yi lived under the cover of night for the umpteenth time.
Fortunately, Yan Yi had not yet rested and was packing his bags in the house with Qiong Jiu.
When she thought about her parents coming to take her home to get married that very day, Wen Huoran subconsciously clenched her fingers and her teeth chattered.
It was a pity that he had hidden his figure and concealed his aura. As an ordinary mortal, Yan Yi could not sense his presence, nor could he see his angry look with his own eyes.
"Miss Yan, what kind of man is the husband your family found for you?" Qiong Jiu asked curiously.
Yan Yi stopped what he was doing and sat down on the recliner in front of the bed. He said slowly, "I've never seen him before. I heard that he's handsome, wealthy, and a man who can handle both housework and family life. He's a good man worth entrusting your life to."
When Wen Huoran heard these words, it was like a thunderclap. His mind went blank and he felt as if ten thousand ants were gnawing at his flesh and blood.
Good at both housework and cooking!
Wen Huoran gnashed his teeth in hatred and reached out to push open the tightly closed window. As soon as his fingertips touched the window frame, he suddenly came to his senses.
If Yan Yi found out that he was eavesdropping outside the window, all his efforts would be in vain!
He thought about waiting and seeing, suppressing his reluctance, and resolutely turned around and left.
The next day, at noon, Wen Xuran was still asleep.
When he returned to the manor last night, it was already the hour of Yin. He was preoccupied with things and tossed and turned on the couch, unable to fall asleep.
Yan Yi took away all the sleepiness.
Without calming incense and Yan Yi by his side, Wen Huoran always found it difficult to fall asleep.
Thinking of the calming incense, his displeasure and grievance grew more intense.
Feeling extremely depressed, Wen Huoran slowly got up to wash and change his clothes before quietly sneaking into Yan Yi's room to find out the news.
While he was thinking, Ling You's anxious voice came from outside the hall -
"Your Majesty, Miss Yan's cousin has arrived and is here to take her home."
After the news that Yan Yi was going home to get married was released, everyone in the mansion sighed.
Only one of the parties involved, Wen Huoran, did not take any action. Even his close servant Ling You acted as if nothing had happened. He was busy at home as usual and did not inquire about Yan Yi's marriage.
However, Bu Yingyue and her brother ran back and forth several times, advising Yan Yi not to be impulsive, saying that she and Wen Huoran were in love and appreciated each other, and even had a child.
If we separate at this critical juncture due to some misunderstanding, wouldn't that be abandoning the husband and daughter?
Yan Yi did not explain much, saying that he knew what was going on and would think about it carefully.
The day of return arrived, but Wen Huoran was nowhere to be seen. Su Can, holding Xiaoli in his arms, paced back and forth in the room anxiously.
"Cousin, does your method work? I'm worried you might go too far!"
Yan Yi rested his head on his hands, buried his face in the desk, and placed his injured leg flat on a chair. Hearing this, he waved at him, "Cousin, please stop shaking! It's making me dizzy and I'm about to vomit!"
Su Can glanced at her injured calf, frowning tightly, and said earnestly: "Cousin, I'm not blaming you, but for a man, is it really that serious? Your leg is injured like this, this is not the way to use the self-torture trick!"
Yan Yi was speechless for a moment. After a long while, he finally picked up his patience and explained to him, "Cousin, this leg injury is not due to the self-torture scheme. It's because I didn't check the almanac before going out, and I got into bad luck."
Su Can wanted to say something but stopped himself. The little fox couldn't stand being rocked back and forth in his arms any more. His head was dizzy and he could hardly tell east from west.
“Meow—”
Without giving anyone time to react, the little cat leaped from Su Can's arms and jumped out the door. A faint white mist gradually filled the area where the cat passed, forming a few large characters:
Go and come back soon.
Seeing this, Yan Yi understood and Xiaoli went to carry out the mission.
Ever since she started playing the self-torture trick on Wen Huoran, Xiaoli has been running back and forth between the Demon Lord's residence and the manor where Wen Huoran is, responsible for gathering information for Yan Yi to facilitate the formulation of the next plan.
About a cup of tea later, the little fox came back exhausted. Before he arrived, the white mist he emitted to convey the message had already reached the hall where everyone was.
——Your Majesty was tending flowers and plants, pruning branches and leaves in the manor as usual every day. He was living a very comfortable life and did not behave abnormally.
Hearing this, Yan Yi's heart sank.
The villain was indeed heartbroken and no longer cared whether she stayed or left.
After pondering for a long time, she had to harden her heart and handed the small bundle on the table to Su Can, saying in a slightly depressed tone, "Cousin, is the carriage at the gate of the mansion? Let's go! Since His Majesty doesn't want to see me, there is no point in waiting any longer. It will only cause trouble!"
Ling You was hiding on the roof. After hearing these words, he slipped and almost fell into the house. Fortunately, he held his breath and was not discovered by the people in the house.
Wen Huoran was holding a pair of large scissors in his hand, seemingly leisurely trimming a patch of colorful zinnias in the manor.
Having heard that tending to flowers and plants can help clear one's mind, Wen Huoran did just that, but it didn't seem to help much. The zinnias that were in full bloom before him were now completely bald, their purple-red petals scattered all over the ground.
Looking at the messy branches and leaves, Wen Huiran became upset and suddenly threw down the scissors in his hand.
The metal scissors fell to the ground, hit the gravel beside the flower bed, and bounced up again, almost pricking his toes.
Just when he was lamenting that everything was not going as he wished, Ling You rushed back in a hurry and reported the latest news to him with an anxious look.
"Your Majesty, something bad has happened. Miss Yan and Master Su have boarded the carriage for their return journey and are about to depart."
"The return carriage?" Wen Huoran suddenly froze in place, like a little wolfdog cruelly abandoned by its owner, with an aggrieved look on his face, and he couldn't utter a word for a long time.
Seeing him standing still, Ling You couldn't help but worry, and reminded him, "Your Majesty, should we stop them?"
Wen Huoran seemed to have just come to his senses, and said word by word, "Without my permission, who dares to leave the Demon Realm?"
Ling You knew his master's temperament very well and immediately understood the meaning of his words. He turned around and disappeared in the yard.
After staring at the withered flowers and leaves for a while, Wen Huoran went into the house to wash off the dirt and flower juice on his hands, and changed into a new set of clothes in the color and style that Yan Yi liked, which made him look even more charming and attractive.
As soon as I opened the door and walked out, I saw Yan Yi standing alone outside the door, looking around anxiously.
Seeing him come out, she immediately retracted her gaze, "Your Majesty, I came to see you."
Wen Huoran was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help feeling happy.
Yan Yi loves him.
Even though he was thinking this, his face showed an unhappy expression, and his tone of voice was not very friendly. "Since you want to leave, why did you come to see me?"
Yan Yi lowered his eyebrows and eyes, making a gesture of apology, "Your Majesty, this is all my fault. I shouldn't have lied to you. Come home with me! Okay?"
His nose felt sore and his eyes suddenly turned red. Wen Huiran blinked, trying his best to control his tears and said coldly, "Are you reluctant to give up the child in my belly?"
Hearing this, the other party obviously hesitated for a moment, then smiled silently and said softly, "What are you saying in anger, Your Majesty? Without Your Majesty, where would the child come from?" As he spoke, he stepped forward and patted him on the shoulder carefully.
Wen Huoran turned aside, the loss in his heart growing more and more intense. After not seeing each other for a few days, Yan Yi had become quite distant from him.
He wanted to say a few more angry words to provoke the other party, but he suddenly realized that something was wrong. How did Yan Yi know that he was here?
Just as he was about to ask, the other party suddenly took two steps closer to him and said with a sob, "Your Majesty, don't be angry, let's make peace!"
Wen Huiran reached out his hand, trying to push her away, "You——"
Unexpectedly, the other party was quick-witted and swift-handed, and slapped him hard on the chest with one palm. Immediately afterwards, he felt a piercing pain in his heart, as if some sharp weapon had pierced through his skin and flesh and reached his heart.
His consciousness became blurred, Wen Huoran's hands and feet became soft and weak, even breathing became difficult, and his muscles and bones all ached severely, as if ten thousand ants gathered in his heart and gnawed at him, trying to dismember him and devour him.
The little fox hid in the corner and saw the whole scene. He was so scared that his hair stood on end. He turned around and ran away as fast as a flash of lightning.
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Yan Yi followed Su Can and stepped out of the mansion gate reluctantly. He took the only small bag from Su Can and threw it into the carriage reluctantly, his eyes always lingering in the direction of Wen Huoran's bedroom.
Even though she knew he wouldn't come after her, she still felt unwilling to give up. She racked her brains to come up with this bad idea, but Wen Huoran didn't take the bait and let her go back to her hometown with her so-called family to get married.
With one foot on the carriage, Yan Yi felt depressed and kept looking back at the gate of the mansion.
A sharp cat cry sounded in the air, interrupting Yan Yi's resentful reverie. A furry, unidentified object suddenly fell from the air, landed in front of the few people, and transformed into a bright girl.
It was exactly the appearance of Xiaoli after he transformed into a human form that Yan Yi saw on Fuyu Mountain.
"Master, this is bad!" Xiaoli was terrified, and clutched Yan Yi's sleeves tightly with both hands. "Someone dressed up as you and attacked Your Majesty."
There was a loud bang in his head, Yan Yi staggered a few steps, and fell off the carriage.
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