Quick Travel: Redeeming the yandere villain Little Poor

Shen Weichu was holding a book in his hand. The book almost covered his face. Ji Yan could not see his facial features clearly. She could only see a few strands of forehead hair, like thin and long eyebrows like mountain peaks, and drooping like dense curtains. Crow-green eyelashes.

Shen Weichu was reading at first, but then he noticed prying eyes. After a slight pause, he stood up holding the book. Ji Yan thought he had finished reading and wanted to get a new book. However, that was not the case. He kept walking toward her. Coming from the direction.

She was shocked for a moment, then tugged on Yun He's sleeve and urged: "Run!"

Yun He was also smart. He hugged the young lady tightly and ran back.

Shen Weichu opened the door of the study room, raised his eyes slightly, and saw only a section of peach pink skirt. The world was vast, and the bright color was like a flash in the pan. When he looked closer, there was nowhere to pursue it.

The older one and the younger one hurriedly returned to the west wing. At that time, the prime minister's wife was still talking to Mrs. Shen next door, and they didn't realize that they had been gone for a while.

Yun He drank two bowls of water and glared at Ji Yan angrily, "Miss, please don't bring me to do this kind of thing again. Madam will definitely beat me to death when she finds out."

"No, Yun He." The half-grown lady stepped on the stool and touched her head. She was very coaxing, "Don't be angry."

Yun He was not angry with her. She was gossiping in her mind and asked: "Miss, have you seen your husband? What does he look like?"

Ji Yan thought of the quick glance just now and said truthfully: "Shen Weichu has a good body."

The young lady said that, it is really good-looking. It seems that the rumors are not false. This young master of the Shen family is really unparalleled in the world.

After returning from the Shen family, the prime minister's wife seemed to be affected and sighed all the time.

Ji Yan asked Yun He to carry her to find her father, but she overheard the conversation between her father and mother outside the study.

"Zimo...I can't save him now. If I insist on keeping him, I'm afraid Long Yan will be angry. If he can't save Zimo, he will be involved in it."

Then the prime minister's wife said: "I went to see Mrs. Zimo, and she seemed to have a premonition. She told me...she felt that Wei Chu was not worthy of Yan'er, so she took the initiative to terminate the engagement. What do you think?"

The Prime Minister sighed: "The Ji family is not a generation that dislikes poverty and loves wealth. It was not because of the Shen family's family background that you favored Chu. Now that the Shen family is in dire straits, you should not terminate the engagement. If you terminate the engagement, it will look like you are I am cold-hearted and follow the trend."

"That's right, just take it one step at a time. Wei Chu is a rare good boy after all."

Ji Yan felt silent in her heart and her face was like a cloud.

Xie Lanchuan reminded her that she couldn't change anything. She didn't believe it at the time, but now that the facts are in front of her, she has to believe it.

"I'm tired, Yun He." She lowered her head and nestled in her maid's arms, and said weakly, "Daddy is gone. I want to go back to sleep."

"it is good."

Yun He also heard the conversation between the two just now, and was really worried about the future of the young lady. If the Shen family never recovered from this, the young lady would also suffer hardships and grievances when she married in the future.

Alas, she actually thought it would be better if the marriage was broken off.

In early May, Shen Zimo was no different from a commoner, with almost no room for change.

Ji Yan heard from Yun He that the Shen family had sold their mansion and now lived in a simple house and did everything by themselves. The conditions were so poor that she had to consider for a long time if Yun He married into such a family.

Ji Yan thought that it would be okay if she just became an ordinary person, but she was afraid...

She dared not think about it.

At the end of May, Shen Weichu left with Xie Lanchuan just like in the original work.

Mr. Shen went to the Prime Minister's Mansion in person to explain the matter in detail. The Prime Minister and his wife had no objections. Shen Weichu was destined to be an immortal, which was also a good thing. When he returned from his studies, it would be better than before to marry Yan'er as a monk. More than a little.

The Prime Minister's Office actually doesn't pay that much attention to the young lady's marriage now, and everyone is more concerned about the death disaster.

Ji Yan also thought clearly. She reminded her father to pay attention to protecting herself, but the effect was very little. It was better to let them pay attention to her death.

Mom and dad love her so much that they won't let anything happen to her, so they are extremely careful about everything.

The prime minister is not simple-minded. He can guess a lot of things if he thinks about the death disaster carefully. As a result, he becomes more wary of people in the court who have dissatisfaction with him, and those around him do not dare to relax.

Since Ji Yan was one year old, the longevity lock has never left her body.

Everyone in the Prime Minister's Office was extremely nervous about the young lady's death.

In the twenty-first year of Xinchu, news of the death of Master Shen and Mrs. Shen still reached the capital.

Ji Yan had no appetite that day and had been lying in the boudoir after lunch. Yun He felt something was wrong. He walked over and found that the young lady's shoulders were shaking. After frightened, he picked her up and found that the young lady had been crying for an unknown amount of time. Originally, Ji Yan had no appetite. The beautiful, watery eyes were red and a little swollen.

"Miss, are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere?"

Ji Yan threw herself into Yun He's arms and hugged her tightly: "I'm scared, Yun He."

Yun He was stunned for a moment, then patted her back gently. Her voice was extremely gentle, and he coaxed her softly: "Are you worried about your death? In fact, there is no need to be afraid. Sir, as long as the lady is always If you wear the longevity lock at all times, nothing will happen to you. Miss Jiren has her own destiny and will be able to successfully survive this disaster."

"No..." She murmured quietly, but her throat seemed to be strangled and she couldn't say anything.

What she fears is that the Prime Minister's Mansion will be exactly the same as the setting in the original work, and no one will survive that disaster.

Ji Yan's eyes were swollen for many days. The only good thing this time was that the prime minister had people retrieve the bones of Shen Weichu's parents and help them bury them.

The Shen family's old house was also bought by the prime minister's father. If Shen Weichu comes back one day, it will still be his home. That child is really pitiful.

When Ji Yan was 13 years old, Shen Weichu came back, but that year she contracted an illness and lingered on the sickbed, unable to see him. She only learned from Yun He that Shen Weichu went to pay homage to her parents and stood at their graves for seven days and nights. .

After staying in the Shen Mansion for a few more days, the young monk said goodbye to the prime minister and returned to the Immortal Mountain.

In the next two years, Ji Yan clung to her parents even more than when she was a child.

She cherished every day she had left, but until the last moment, she did not give up her last glimmer of hope and kept working hard in the dark.

When the girl grew hairpins, Yun He was also older. She is now twenty-five years old and has always been by Ji Yan's side. She has never had a second thought.

When she got up in the morning, she sat in front of the dressing table. Yun He took out the comb from the dressing box and carefully combed her hair.

The young lady's hair is extremely well maintained, black and smooth, like top-quality satin fabric, with loose silk like clouds, hanging down to her slender waist.

Every time Yun He combs her hair, he can't help but secretly envy her.

She didn't notice the young lady staring at her in the mirror for a long time, but suddenly heard her speak and asked softly: "Yun He, have you ever considered getting married?"