Quick Travel: Redeeming the yandere villain Little Poor

Ji Yan was drowsily asleep. When she heard the sound, she opened her eyes with great effort. She blinked her almond-shaped eyes a few times and slowly sat up. She felt the pain from the phoenix crown hairpin ring on her bun again: "Well..."

So he could only hold his head and sit up. He looked up at Shen Weichu and saw that he was standing motionless at the door. He felt suspicious and asked vaguely: "Why doesn't Mr. Lang come over?"

She asked, holding the hem of her skirt with her fingers, and came to sit down at the table.

The red candles were swaying in the wedding room, and Ji Yan saw figures huddled together on the window paper behind Shen Weichu. Maybe they were having a wedding, or maybe Xiao Yu was really worried that she would not have a good wedding, so she deliberately asked people to keep an eye on them.

Ji Yan couldn't understand why Xiao Yuzhen wanted her daughter to get married.

Shen Weichu was still standing by the door. He stood there for a long time. Unexpectedly, it looked like she had deliberately forced him to stand there to prevent him from getting closer.

She was dizzy from the sleep just now. Ji Yan was still a little confused and picked up the jug and poured two glasses of wine. She held a wine glass in one hand and called him over, "Lang... Husband, don't forget to drink the wine together." drink."

After she said this, she seemed not to wait for him to come over. She raised her wrist to drink her cup of mixed wine.

But before she could drink it, Shen Weichu came over and held her wrist, telling her in a low voice: "The wine in the illusion will also be intoxicating."

After hearing this, she only gave a vague hum and said, "It doesn't matter."

Shen Weichu was stunned when he heard her murmur softly again: "I'll go to bed after drinking anyway, everything will be fine after a good sleep."

After Ji Yan finished muttering, she suddenly caught sight of the person outside the window who poked a hole in the window paper with her finger. She opened her lips slightly in surprise, it was too arrogant.

Then she saw a slightly cloudy eye attached to the hole. She pulled the person in front of her down with a pale complexion, asked Shen Weichu to sit down, and handed a wine glass to his hand.

Under the candlelight, the beauty in red looked a little slow.Shen Weichu's eyes are extremely beautiful, somewhat like phoenix eyes. When you look closely, they look like peach blossoms, with black eyes and red lips, like a beautiful doll.

The gaze falling on her also made Ji Yan's brain become numb and sluggish for a moment.

The bright lipstick on the girl's lips has almost completely disappeared, revealing the original color of the lip flesh. Some of the stain on the corners of the lips has also been smudged, as if eating spicy food has made the corners of the mouth red.

Ji Yan was originally staring at Shen Weichu, but she couldn't help but see the young man's peeping eyes from behind. When she saw the uncomfortable eyeball moving, Ji Yan hurriedly withdrew her gaze and raised her wrist to remind him: "Hexi wine..."

Shen Weichu was slightly stunned. The girl moved very quickly and without waiting for his reaction, she put her arm through his. Their arms were intertwined and their hanging sleeves rubbed against each other.

She lowered her head to drink, and Shen Weichu also lowered his eyes and drank the cup of Hexin wine.

The illusion is like a flower in a moon mirror, but in it, who can really tell whether everything he experiences is true or false.

After drinking the Hexin wine, Ji Yan felt that her mind was getting more and more unclear, and her lips were full of the taste of strong alcohol, yes, strong alcohol.

When Ji Yan tasted it for the first time, she wanted to just take a sip and show off, but then she caught a glimpse of the dark and obscure sight in the window, and finally she had to drink it all.

Tonight should be the most difficult moment to endure and the most difficult drama to perform.

Ji Yan was in a daze and couldn't tell whether she should comply with Xiao Yuzhen's wishes and continue acting, or should she comply with Xiao Yingxue's wishes, resist this forced marriage, and confront the prying eyes provocatively?

Is this Xiao Yingxue's state of anger, or is Xiao Yu's true state?

Mysteries emerged one after another, like layers of clouds, making her head swell and hurt.

There was a cold touch on her cheek. Shen Weichu held her face in his hands. His long fingers bound her ears and pressed against her cheeks. The coolness made her wake up a little.

"What happened to me just now?" The gaze was still there, and she could only ask him in a low voice.

"Illusions can make people get lost, don't think too much, Yan Niang."

His hand was clearly not moving, but it made Ji Yan feel at ease, as if she was comforted by her parents in every detail when she was a child.

She hummed and whispered to him: "I want to take off my hair accessories and makeup."

"it is good."

Shen Weichu held her hand in her sleeve and led her to sit down in front of the dressing table.

He is the son-in-law, and he has the responsibility to take care of the young lady. What was once done by the maidservant is now done by him now that he is married.

When Ji Yan saw that he wanted to help her, she was stunned for a moment, but then she thought of the reason, so she just acted like a pretty doll and let Shen Weichu help her.

The monk's hands wandered through her hair, and Ji Yan saw herself in the bronze mirror. It turned out that she looked like this after putting on her wedding dress. The makeup made her lose a little of the innocence of a girl and make her a little more charming. Ripe, like a light green peach, which becomes soft, ripe, sweet and juicy overnight.

Shen Weichu removed all the hairpins from her head and used a comb to comb the girl's hair. His technique was gentle and did not let Ji Yan feel any pain from the hair being pulled on her scalp.

She looked at Shen Weichu curiously in the mirror. He seemed to be very skilled at doing this.

In fact, her gaze was too intense for Shen Weichu to ignore, so he could only explain: "When I was young, I often combed my mother's hair."

Ji Yan was silent after hearing this and pursed her lips. She accidentally poked his sore spot.

Shen Weichu didn't mind, as he seemed to have put all the past behind him.

"Miss, wait for me for a moment."

His fingertips lightly brushed across her forehead, and then he turned and walked towards the door. Ji Yan looked at him in the mirror. He was dressed in fiery red auspicious clothes. The bright color made his face astonishingly charming, and he looked like a saint of ice and snow in plain clothes in the past. They are two completely different styles.

He looks more lively when he wears it this way.

Ji Yan lowered her eyes and fiddled with the carefully crafted phoenix crown on the dressing table. She couldn't help but think in her heart that they would eventually get married. If the illusion in the anger scene was real, it would be okay and they should just get married in advance. , it will save you a lot of trouble in the future.

But Ji Yan just thought about it. In the original work, Shen Weichu treated his fiancée well, just out of responsibility. His heart was cold, like snow, beautiful but unable to hold her, and soon turned into water.

If Shen Weichu treated her like that, it would be better not to get married and just be her senior brother in the future.

Shen Weichu went to the servant who was keeping watch outside and asked for a basin of hot water.

From the moment he entered the room, he knew someone was watching outside.

After meeting that person, Shen Weichu's expression did not change at all.

The servants brought hot water, but Shen Weichu regarded the people sent by Xiao Yuzhen as nothing but air. He entered the room with the basin of hot water and closed the door again.

When he returned to the dressing table, he found that the young lady seemed to be completely drunk. Her waist was slightly slumped, her arms were resting on the dressing table, and her pink and white round fingers were poking the largest and most beautiful heart inlaid on the phoenix crown. gem.

A piece of soft black hair spreads down like satin, going down the girl's waistline until it is blocked by the chair and stool under her body.