Chapter 296: You Can’t Leave Little Li
“You seem scared?”
Those calm eyes seemed to pierce through everything, easily revealing the thoughts in the girl’s heart.
Long Li shook her head, remaining silent.
She got up and tentatively extended half of her body.
The girl met Chen An’s gaze. Seeing no sign of him trying to stop her, she continued her actions.
First, she lifted her leg, then carefully fumbled for a long time, and finally climbed onto the bed.
She went to the inner side of the bed, a position that allowed her to look out the small window by the bedside with Chen An.
The moonlight tonight was clear and bright, casting itself upon the girl’s brows, as if draped in a layer of hazy silk.
She quietly stared out the window, lost in thought, while Chen An quietly watched her.
This scene didn’t last long, as the girl’s delicate earlobes soon turned a tender pink.
Chen An appropriately withdrew his gaze and said softly, “Your Highness used to not have so many scruples.”
Both her performance when looking at his wrist and the details of her getting onto the bed confirmed the girl’s change.
She was starting to care more and more about Chen An’s opinions.
“Is this not good?”
Long Li seemed to ponder, paused, then turned her head again, continuing to gaze out the window.
However, she muttered softly, “Does Prime Minister Father prefer my old way…?”
“What a pervert…”
The girl’s murmured complaints were broken by a merciless flick to the forehead.
She cried out in pain, covering her smooth forehead with a soft gasp.
A slightly resentful gaze was cast over.
Chen An sighed, he mused for a moment, then changed the subject, “Actually, when I was unconscious, I could sense the outside world most of the time.”
His tone was leisurely, actually implying that he had seen all of Long Li’s efforts.
However, in Long Li’s ears, it sounded completely different.
The girl’s eyes widened slightly, and her face instantly turned red.
She thought, ‘It’s over, it’s over. Is Prime Minister Father going to settle accounts with me now?’
Thinking of the ‘troublesome deeds’ she had done while the man was unconscious, Long Li couldn’t help but let her small face fall.
She lowered her head, like a child caught doing something wrong, and moved closer to Chen An, nuzzling his shoulder.
Then, she mumbled softly, “So I kissed you a few times? I didn’t do it on purpose, I was trying to detoxify you, do you understand detoxification?”
The girl argued righteously, “Besides, I asked you in advance every time, and you tacitly agreed. Moreover, you drank so much of my blood, what’s wrong with letting me kiss you?”
Her little mouth gushed out words like a string of firecrackers, speaking rapidly in her urgency.
Chen An was stunned.
He looked at the girl in front of him, who had turned into a self-detonating truck, his expression becoming peculiar.
Was this considered using a basic attack to lure out a ultimate move?
While he said he could sense the outside world most of the time, that was only under the premise that Long Li was feeding him blood.
And most of the things Long Li mentioned just now were done after he had finished being fed blood…
The bright moonlight made the girl’s face even more flushed.
Yet, she maintained an air of being in the right, unwilling to back down.
Chen An chuckled at the sight and casually patted her head.
He replied, “Yes, Little Li is so cute, naturally everything she says is right.”
Upon hearing this, Long Li seemed to still be “angry,” and she immediately snorted, refusing to acknowledge Chen An.
Chen An didn’t find it strange, he just sat with her quietly.
After crossing thousands of miles of rivers and mountains, to finally have a peaceful night’s sleep, it seemed worth cherishing.
The room returned to silence, with only the ‘woo-woo’ of the sea wind blowing.
The wind blew past the windowsill, carrying a slight salty taste.
Unknowingly, the girl leaned towards him.
She spoke softly, recounting what she had seen and heard during his sleep in the past few days.
Long Li herself didn’t have much affection for humans, but because of Chen An, she felt a sense of nostalgia when talking about her days living in the fishing village, especially with the old man’s rescue.
“The old man was indeed a very good person… and that girl named Yuanyuan.”
At this point, Long Li frowned, “But she always wanted to touch my horns and said I was like her, with my hair tied up in buns. Hmph, she’s so impolite…”
The girl’s tone was slightly complaining, but it didn’t sound like any blame, more like she was acting spoiled while leaning on the man.
Then, she continued to speak intermittently.
Chen An listened to her, occasionally chuckling and agreeing.
Unknowingly, the bright moon was high in the sky, and the night was as dark as ink; it was already the third watch.
“Ah, as expected, novels are all lies…”
Chen An felt a little regretful that he hadn’t waited for the young man to visit late at night.
He lowered his head and saw that the girl had fallen asleep in his arms at some point, only revealing a progressively elegant sleeping face.
He recalled that the last time she slept so peacefully, it was probably in Yan Qing’s embrace.
Chen An gently moved her back to the bed, then got up and out of bed with light footsteps.
Just as he was about to walk forward, his robe was tugged by a delicate little hand.
Chen An looked back, thinking Long Li had woken up, only to find that the girl’s eyes were still closed.
However, she was murmuring unconsciously.
“Wuu… You can’t leave Little Li…”
Her voice was faint, filled with an inexplicable panic.
In the shadow, Chen An stopped moving, standing still for a moment.
After a moment, he hesitated, then slightly bent down and gently kissed the girl’s forehead.
“Yes, I won’t leave you in this life.”
Even though the girl might not hear him, he still responded softly.
And his answer sounded very confident, not at all perfunctory or fake.
Then, he removed the small hand holding his robe and walked out of the room.
After confirming that the man’s footsteps were fading away, by the serene bedside, the girl suddenly opened her eyes.
Her eyebrows curved, and her pair of琉璃 vertical pupils shone brightly in the night.
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Tonight was destined to be a sleepless night for Fang Feng.
He lay on a reed mat woven from reeds, occasionally moving his legs and twisting his body.
The reason he couldn’t sleep was naturally because of the news his grandmother had brought back in the evening.
The thought made an unnameable anger rise within him. He couldn’t help but want to rush to that old hag’s residence, wishing he could skin her alive, or hand her over to the “Dragon King” in the sea for the “Dragon King” to enjoy.
“Come out.”
Suddenly, a calm voice sounded, as if it were right by his ear.
Fang Feng was startled and quickly jumped out of bed. Just as he was about to shout who was playing tricks, he realized the voice was very familiar.
He casually put on an outer garment, and without thinking, he lowered his footsteps and quietly stepped out of the room.
The next moment, upon seeing the scene in the courtyard, the young man froze in place.
Under the clear moonlight, the man in white robes stood like snow, serene.
A three-foot long sword floated in the air beside him, its blade like water, reflecting his exceptionally elegant and refined face.
He looked like an immortal banished from heaven.
(End of this chapter)
