Chapter 131: Substitute Contract



Chapter 131: Substitute Contract

Wen Wan also felt that the little prince might be seriously ill?

What normal person would worship someone as an ancestor just because he or she looks like their loved one?

The pig's trotter in front of me suddenly didn't taste fragrant anymore.

"Why don't you eat anymore? Is it not to your liking? Oh, right, you look very weak. Eating so much greasy food now will definitely make you uncomfortable. I was inconsiderate. I'll ask someone to make you some porridge now."

Wen En spoke with a look of concern, completely unaware of Wen Wan's increasingly gloomy expression.

Wen Wan pursed her lips, raised her eyes and asked, "What do you want to do?"

Who would dare to accept this inexplicable gesture of goodwill without any psychological burden?

Winn was stunned, and many complicated emotions flashed in his eyes.

Then he lowered his head slightly and thought for a moment.

When he looked up again, he said in a deep voice, "Don't worry. We are just getting what we want from each other. You look like my sweetheart, and I am willing to treat you as her substitute and pour all my feelings for her into you. And you..."

He snorted coldly, "As a slave of the Duan Dynasty, isn't the most important thing for you to survive in this royal court?"

It really is a case of everyone getting what they need!

She wanted to survive in the Mobei Royal Court, even if she was used as a substitute, as long as she could save her life, she had no choice.

As if afraid that she still had concerns, Wen En added another sentence.

"As long as you stay by my side and wait for me...wait for my sweetheart to come back, I will let you go."

"Really?" Wen Wan asked suspiciously.

Wen En lowered his head, and the few strands of hair on his forehead hid the loss in his eyes.

"Um."

He responded gruffly.

For a moment, when he uttered the word "hmm", Wen Wan actually had a strange illusion.

It seemed that when she first met the boy in her memory, no matter what she said, he would always just answer with a "hmm".

Wen Wan: "When you spoke just now, you looked a lot like my brother."

After a pause, she added, "But he's not as talkative as you."

When he heard her mention him, Winn's dull eyes lit up with new light, and his whole body was filled with a joyful atmosphere.

His mood changed so quickly that Wen Wan was caught off guard.

She was a little overwhelmed, coughed twice, and changed the subject, "Your Highness, when will your sweetheart come back?"

Being a stand-in has to have a time limit, right?

What if his sweetheart has already died? Wouldn't she have to do this job for the rest of her life?

Winn stared at her for a moment, then looked away and answered sadly.

"If it's fast, it's half a year. If it's slow... it's three years at most."

At that time, Wen Wan just felt that his answer gave people a strange feeling.

If it's fast, it's a certain amount; if it's slow, it's a certain amount. Isn't this the most common phrase doctors say to terminally ill patients?

Unfortunately, Wen Wan was so focused on negotiating a deal with him that she didn't pay much attention to these subtle anomalies.

Wen Wan pretended to consider it, and Na Qiao sighed, "Although I believe in your Highness's character, words are not enough after all. What if I regret it one day and don't want to be your substitute? How much will it cost you, Your Highness?"

There is an art to speaking. Although she was obviously worried that he would not keep his promise, her words were blaming herself.

Her cleverness really helped Winn.

He pretended not to notice her little thoughts, "Yes, words are not enough. In order to prevent you from regretting it, let's do this."

"There are three levels of checkpoints for entering and exiting the Royal Court. For every two months you stay with me, I will give you a token for entering and exiting each level. After six months, you can use the token to walk out of the Royal Court freely."

Wen Wan widened her eyes. The negotiations for this transaction were going too smoothly!

Is this the halo of Bai Yueguang?

Did the little prince really transfer his feelings for Bai Yueguang to her, his substitute?

Although she didn't know who the little prince's Bai Yueguang was, Wen Wan announced that from now on, Bai Yueguang was the god in her heart!

Lady Luck!

Winn continued, "In exchange, you have to sign me a document stating that you will fulfill your promise."

"No problem!" Wen Wan agreed very readily.

It's just a piece of paper. When she returns to Duan Dynasty, can he still come to her with a piece of waste paper to redeem it?

This document is just a blank check.

This little prince of Mobei doesn't seem to be very smart.

Wen Wan felt so happy that her eyes and eyebrows were all smiling.

"You're weak, so rest first. I'll go write the document, and you can sign it later."

Wen En stood up, gave a few words to the old lady waiting beside him, and left.

*

Half a cup of tea later, Winn came back with a pen and paper.

The contract was filled with densely written words. It seemed that he was quite serious and a person who paid attention to rituals.

Wen Wan took it and looked at it, and the expression on her face almost couldn't hold back.

She read, looking at Winn.

"First, from now on, I voluntarily change my name to 'Jiejie'?"

Winn had a smile on his face and a doting look in his eyes, "Yeah. My sweetheart, I usually call her sister."

Well, the name is just a code. For the sake of freedom, she can endure it!

"Second, you need to hug me at least three times a day?"

Winn still smiled, "Yeah. My sweetheart will hug me when I'm happy, and when I'm unhappy, she'll also hug me. I've been emotionally unstable lately, and I can't tell when I'll be happy or sad, so you only need to hug me three times a day."

"Heh." The muscles on Wen Wan's face twitched.

Only? Three more times?

She thanks you, you are quite restrained!

For freedom, endure!

"Third, before going to bed, do you want to tell His Highness a story to put him to sleep?"

What kind of giant baby is this?

How old is she, still listening to stories? Are you sure you don't want her to read pornographic stories?

A small flame of anger began to appear in Wenwan's eyes.

Seeing this, Wen En shrank back in dismay, lowered his voice and said aggrievedly:

"I have severe insomnia and I'm afraid of the dark. I don't mean to embarrass you, but... I used to sleep well every night after listening to my sweetheart tell stories."

"I... just want to get some sleep."

Wen Wan: “…”

Tolerate!

She can do it, she can endure it!

I just want to have a good sleep. I want to be a good baby and go to sleep after listening to the story.

What did I do wrong!!!

Wen Wan took a deep breath to suppress the little flame of anger, and read the last sentence with gritted teeth.

"Fourth, every day when you wake up and before you go to bed, you must give His Highness a loving kiss... kiss?"

She read the last word and her voice broke.

The angry little flame finally grew wildly against the wind and instantly turned into a raging fire that soared into the sky.

As the saying goes, when you reach the end of your patience, there is no need to endure it anymore.

Wen Wan grabbed the unequal treaty and slapped the paper directly on his face.

"The deal is void. A gentleman can be killed but not humiliated. Kill me now!"

She has a lover now and is no longer the female hooligan who wanted to take advantage of handsome guys when she saw them.

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