"But where are you injured?"
Meng Qingluan looked down and saw Shen Yan's slender hand resting on her shoulder.
His words were gentle, and his manner intimate, yet she felt only a chill run through her body.
Shen Yan was also observing Meng Qingluan's expression. He withdrew his hand, walked around to her, and offered it to her, saying, "The ground is cold."
Meng Qingluan jolted, leaned back to stand up, avoiding his help, and said, "I'm fine, you should get some rest."
Out of fear, Meng Qingluan blurted out that she wanted to urge the other person to go to sleep quickly to avoid talking, but she regretted it as soon as she said it.
Shen Yan withdrew his hand and nodded obediently, "I'll do whatever you say."
“You’ve misunderstood,” Meng Qingluan stopped him from undressing. “It’s just for sleeping, like this.”
Meng Qingluan dove onto the couch, covered herself with the blanket, demonstrated it to him, and then jumped off the couch.
Shen Yan showed little expression as he untied his hair ribbon and lay down on the bed, deliberately moving closer to make room for Meng Qingluan.
The red candles flickered, and Meng Qingluan stood pressed against the corner of the wall.
She was heartbroken. She had just saved up enough money to go to her idol's concert, and before she knew it, she had transmigrated into a book.
Fine, I'll wear it then. It's even a novel with two male protagonists.
It's bad enough that it's a dual male protagonist story, but I ended up being one of the male protagonists' dark side, a cannon fodder character who became one of the root causes of his corruption...
Meng Qingluan wanted to cry but had no tears. She wanted to run away but couldn't. The original owner was so poor that she had no money to run away.
Looking at Shen Yan lying on the bed, her headache worsened. She had read this novel when she was still in school, and had forgotten most of the plot, only remembering that one of the male leads, Shen Yan, was very pitiful.
Born into a prestigious family, he suffered a sudden misfortune and was sold to the Nanfeng Pavilion to work as a servant. He was finally redeemed but was almost gang-raped. He struggled all the way to pass the imperial examinations and became the Fifth Prince's right-hand man.
The two complemented each other perfectly, but died tragically the night before the fifth prince ascended the throne.
Meng Qingluan looked at him with some complicated feelings. He lay quietly on the couch with his eyes closed, his hands neatly placed on the quilt.
"My lady, it's getting late," Shen Yan suddenly reminded her.
"I'm not sleepy. If you're tired, you should rest early." After saying that, Meng Qingluan sat down on the wooden stool, leaving the other person with only a deep and thoughtful back view.
"Does my wife find me unworthy?" Shen Yan suddenly sat up, her eyes slightly narrowed.
She wouldn't dare, shaking her head, "No, don't overthink it."
Shen Yan's expression improved slightly, and he said, "My lady, please rest in bed. The weather has turned cold recently, and we have no money to see a doctor..."
Shen Yan's words were tactful, yet they awakened Meng Qingluan.
The original owner lived alone in his house and made a living by raising and slaughtering pigs; he was a butcher.
However, due to health reasons and spending his days hanging out with a group of hooligans, his family business had long since been ruined.
Marrying Shen Yan has emptied the family's coffers; if she falls ill, they may truly have no money for treatment.
She won't have her throat slit by the male lead; she'll just die of illness.
Thinking of this, Meng Qingluan rolled onto the bed and lay down, but she was far away from Shen Yan, and her body almost fell to the ground.
Shen Yan didn't speak, but quietly closed his eyes to rest. After a while, his even and long breathing could be heard.
Meng Qingluan originally thought she wouldn't be able to sleep, after all, the person next to her had just slit her throat, but after a while, she felt her eyelids getting heavy and she felt drowsy.
As she closed her eyes, a line of large red characters suddenly appeared in her mind.
To prevent the world from collapsing and to stop the male protagonist from turning evil.
"Honey, give me a kiss..."
Meng Qingluan was having a wonderful dream, in which she was about to kiss her favorite male celebrity…
The next second, that face was suddenly replaced by Shen Yan's face, his face speckled with blood, like a demon crawling up from hell to claim a life.
Startled awake, Meng Qingluan looked around as memories of yesterday flooded back.
Meng Qingluan clutched her head, her head throbbing with pain.
"Damn it..."
Turning my head and reaching out to touch it, I found the bedding was cold, proving that the man had been up for quite some time, and I could smell the cooking smoke coming from the roof.
Meng Qingluan had already imagined Shen Yan standing in front of the earthen stove, washing his hands and cooking soup.
Terrified, she didn't even have time to put on her shoes before rolling off the bed and running to the kitchen, following her memory.
"Cough cough cough—"
Shen Yan's face was covered in soot, and he coughed incessantly, one hand covering his mouth.
Meng Qingluan's vision went black, and she almost fainted.
Dude, are you trying to suffocate yourself with carbon monoxide poisoning?
idiot.
"Wife?"
Shen Yan also heard the noise, his eyes squinting from the smoke, and he tentatively spoke.
Meng Qingluan pulled him up, "You should go out, I'll cook."
Chen Yan stood there, refusing to leave.
Looking at the mess on the floor, Meng Qingluan asked, "Are you sure you want to continue...?"
Following Meng Qingluan's gaze, Chen Yan awkwardly raised his hand to touch the tip of his nose. "I'll go tidy up the house."
Meng Qingluan opened the door wide, and it took a while for the dust and smoke in the house to dissipate. During the break, she rummaged through the kitchen and also touched all of the original owner's belongings.
very good!
Poor and useless!
Besides half a bag of flour and half a bag of millet, there were only two drops of oil left in the house, and two pigs in the pigsty that were skin and bones.
Meng Qingluan was almost amused by the original owner of this body. It was the first time she had ever seen pigs so thin. At first glance, she had even guessed that they were two oversized rats, but she never expected that they were two pigs.
Meng Qingluan reluctantly took out half a handful of millet and mixed it with some water to cook millet porridge.
While cooking porridge, he pondered a solution.
She not only transmigrated into a BL novel where one character dies and the other turns evil, but she also had to prevent the male lead from turning evil and to prevent the world from collapsing.
Otherwise, she would collapse along with the world and never be able to return to the real world.
After much deliberation, Meng Qingluan could only try to calm Chen Yan down for the time being.
At worst, she could prevent him from having any contact with the male lead. She would stay by his side and have a smooth career, and she didn't believe anyone else would have a chance to take advantage of her.
Thinking of a solution, Meng Qingluan beamed with joy, but the smile vanished as she looked down.
It's burnt.
Meng Qingluan finally served two half-bowls of millet porridge, "Would you like to add some water?"
Shen Yan had already picked up her bowl and started eating, then shook her head, "No need, this is fine."
The two remained silent, focusing solely on their meal.
"Meng Qingluan, get out here right now!"
While the two were eating, a woman's shouts suddenly came from outside the door, accompanied by heavy knocking.
Meng Qingluan was interrupted while eating, so she put down her bowl in annoyance and walked out the door.
Shen Yan put down his bowl, stood up, and walked to the doorway.
"Are you coming out or not? Don't even think about hiding in the house like a coward. I know you're home. If you don't come out, I'm kicking the door down!"
Meng Qingluan yanked open the door, just as the woman outside raised her foot to kick it. The yank caused her to miss her target and fall into the yard.
"Ah—Mother!"
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