Quick Travel: Redeeming the yandere villain Little Poor

Chapter 717 Coveting Father’s Concubine 28

Xie Yuan heard the words and stopped talking. To deal with someone like Ms. Qian, you need to use soft and hard tactics, and you have to be careful not to completely irritate her.

Miss Qian also liked to see him resisting. When he got to Qianjia Village, he would not think about running away again. Instead of being careful, it would be better to save his energy and save the bridal chamber for the night.

"They will come to the wedding tonight, and I don't care whether you want it or not." Miss Qian didn't have time to spend any more time with him. She gave a simple warning, which also told Xie Yuan that there was no way she would do it tonight. Be kind to him.

Xie Yuan lowered his eyes, his skin was as white as jade, and his lips were as red as blood. Miss Qian loved his beautiful skin very much. She always saved the most delicious food for last. She didn’t have to touch him before, but on the wedding night , then he can't help it.

Miss Qian smiled, walked away, and continued to entertain the guests.

This time she didn't lock the door again. Ji Yan squatted there for a while to make sure that no one would come again in a short time, then she came out from the crack in the wall and walked into the wedding room with her skirt in hand.

"Xie Yuan——" When she saw him again, Ji Yan no longer cared whether the time was ripe. When she and Xie Yuan were washed away by the rushing water that day in Changyun River, Ji Yan really thought she would lose him forever.

Now that he was lost and found, the girl disguised as a woman choked with sobs in her throat, held up her skirt and threw herself into his arms.

Xie Yuan froze, then lowered his head and reached out to hug her deeper.

The young man raised his lips and said softly, "I thought I would never see my aunt again."

Ji Yan hummed twice and was speechless. She hugged him for a while and made sure that he was real and not just a fantasy. Then she raised her head. Her moist Xing'er eyes stared at the young man's dark and beautiful eyes. When she recognized him, she couldn't help but raise her sleeves and lightly touched the corners of his eyes twice with her fingers.

"Did you cry before?"

Xie Yuan did not answer, but tilted his face and placed his face in her palm as if absentmindedly.

Ji Yan was stunned for a moment, then curled up her fingers and retracted them. She calmed down and looked at Xie Yuan carefully.

The seventeen-year-old boy is high-spirited, wearing a red wedding dress made of exquisite fabrics, and his straight black hair is tied up with a red hairband. His expression is vaguely aggrieved, beautiful and pitiful.

Ji Yan could also see that Miss Qian was very fond of him. Except for going against Xie Yuan's wishes, she basically never treated him badly.

In Qingzhou's Xu family, Miss Xu's family fell in love with him at first sight, but in Jiaozhou, after being rescued by Miss Qian, he was forcibly married. He had almost constant love affairs along the way, and he was particularly coveted.

Fortunately, he was lucky enough to escape death. Fortunately, she found him in time.

Ji Yan followed his movements and touched his forehead with her palm, looking more serious than ever before: "I will find a way to take you away before the wedding tonight. You can wait for me here, okay?"

Xie Yuan's eyes almost never moved away from her cheeks. No matter what she said, he just nodded obediently.

"Then I'll go back first. You wait for me here. I will find a way to hold Miss Qian back then."

"Ah."

Ji Yan took back her hand, and before leaving, she looked at Xie Yuan seriously for a long time before leaving from the wedding room.

At the banquet, Ji Yan hugged Yaoyao on his lap when she came back. Qian Wu caught a glimpse of her expression at this moment and knew that she had met the person he was looking for. He couldn't help but look slightly gloomy, but he was also determined to help her to the end. thoughts.

After the wedding banquet was over and everyone left the banquet, Ji Yan explained the situation and her plan to Qian Wu.

When Qian Wu decided to help her, he also made a very bold plan.

"Miss Ji, you and Yaoyao stay and play. I'll go back home. If I come back too late, go rescue people first and I will find a way to come over and help you."

"Okay." Ji Yan nodded and held Yaoyao's hand tightly.

Qian Wu stood up and left the table. Ji Yan looked up at the man's broad back gradually receding, pursed her lips, and felt deeply touched in her heart.

Yaoyao didn't know what they were discussing, but she seemed to vaguely feel the seriousness of the matter, so she didn't run around and just sat on Ji Yan's lap. The children in the same village called her to play, but Yaoyao didn't go either.

The little girl, who was usually very lively and active, was unusually quiet.

Ji Yan relied on Yaoyao and was very grateful to the Qian brothers and sisters. She also had a plan in mind, but she didn't know whether Brother Qian would agree.

Ji Yan waited for Qian Wu for a long time that night, but when no one came, she had to act as agreed and told Yaoyao to sit where she was and not run around.

She got up to look for Xie Yuan. Under the cover of night, she avoided people and successfully entered the wedding room. Ji Yan did not waste time, stepped forward, took Xie Yuan's wrist, and led him away.

When the boy stood up, the sound of clattering chains caught Ji Yan off guard and stunned him.

She lowered her head and used the moonlight to see clearly the shackles that trapped Xie Yuan.

Xie Yuan said in a low voice: "The key is in Miss Qian's hand."

"She was afraid that I would try to escape, so she came back once and put this thing on me."

Ji Yan was stunned.

In the night, my aunt's beautiful Xing'er's eyes were moist and bright, as if she was about to cry. Xie Yuan raised his sleeves, and the red and soft fabric rubbed against her cheek. His slightly cool fingertips rubbed it gently with some depressive force. He touched her moist eyes twice and said in a hoarse voice: "Don't be afraid, Yan Niang, I have a way."

...

Miss Qian was coming back. Ji Yan took off her embroidered shoes and lay on the pear wood bed. Xie Yuan covered her body with a quilt. He lowered the curtain and kept telling her not to be afraid.

Until Miss Qian pushed the door open and came in, the young man sat upright, the warmth in his eyes dissipated, and his face was bright and cold. He stretched out his hand to Miss Qian: "The key."

Miss Qian tilted her head: "There's no rush."

She picked up the jug, poured two glasses of wine and said, "Drink the combined wine first, and then I'll give you the key."

Xie Yuan lowered his eyes and calmly took the Hexin wine from Miss Qian's hand, but drank all the wine in the cup alone before she came close.

Miss Qian was used to it, so she wasn't angry. She didn't originally want to drink wine with him. It didn't matter to her whether the marriage process was step-by-step. She only wanted Xie Yuan.

After he drank, Miss Qian did as he wished and threw the key over.

Xie Yuan reached out to catch it, lowered his head and opened the shackles in front of Miss Qian.

Miss Qian lowered her eyes, not knowing what she was thinking. When Xie Yuan regained his freedom, she said calmly: "The night is still very long, I don't want to force you, and there is no need for the relationship between you and me to be so tense. Why don’t we sit down and have a heart-to-heart talk first.”

Ji Yan was hiding under the quilt. When she heard this, she couldn't help but feel confused. She always felt that Miss Qian had some other plan.

Xie Yuan didn't say yes or no. Miss Qian glanced at him, then sat at the table and said: "Well, you can just say it like this. You haven't told me your real name so far. I don't believe your name is Song Zhang, stop using false names to trick me."

The young man raised his dark eyes and said in a calm voice: "If Miss Qian doesn't believe it, there's nothing I can do about it."

Is his name really Song Zhang?

Miss Qian couldn't help but doubt her own judgment, but thinking about it carefully, it was just a name. It seemed meaningless to lie to her with this. Maybe she was overthinking it.

"Okay, Song Zhang, I believe you." Miss Qian's eyes were filled with tenderness and she continued, "I still don't know where you are from or where you are from. Can you tell me about it?"

"Cangzhou."

The young man lowered his eyes and uttered two words lightly.

"Cangzhou?" Miss Qian held her chin and said, "Cangzhou has just experienced a severe drought, and I picked you up by the river. Could it be that you were thrown into the river after being robbed by bandits? inside?"

Xie Yuan was silent.

Miss Qian continued: "Looking at your appearance, it seems that your family has fallen into decline. The disaster in Cangzhou has caused many people to suffer. You probably didn't have a good time at that time, but now that you have followed me, the entire Qianjia Village Even if I have your backing, I can afford whatever you want, and I won’t let you suffer any injustice.”

Xie Yuan raised his eyes and looked steadily at the woman in wedding dress at the table.

If someone in this world could be kind to someone without asking for anything in return, he might also be deeply moved. But what Miss Qian wants is him. This kind of kindness with preconditions is not a gift or an exchange of equal value. He had no choice.

It's so good, it's worthless.

He was silent, and Miss Qian continued to speak, but at this time the door to the wedding room was violently beaten, and she frowned, so she could only pause the conversation and open the door first.

Standing outside the door were the respected elders of the village.

Uncle Qian said: "Miss, Qian Wu's wife is missing. She is suspected to have been kidnapped."

Miss Qian frowned: "If the person disappears, then look for him."

Uncle Qian said: "Miss, I don't know. Qian Wu's wife is beautiful and pregnant. She fell into the water before and her body bones are very weak. If she is taken away by unscrupulous people, her life may be at risk."

Miss Qian lowered her eyes and her expression became solemn: "Brother Qian has taken care of me everywhere since I was a child. I can't just sit idly by and do nothing. Uncle Qian, please ask someone to find out who is abnormal today. I will lead people to search from house to house now. "

"Well, it's just the lady's bridal night..."

"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter if it's a little later. It's important to find Brother Qian's wife first."

Miss Qian quickly returned and said to Xie Yuan: "Song Zhang, wait here for me to come back. I need to go out."

Xie Yuan did not respond, and Miss Qian was used to it. She glanced at him twice and did not put the shackles on him again.

After Miss Qian left, Ji Yan got out of the quilt. She looked at Xie Yuan. The young man shook his head innocently: "I didn't do this."

"I know." Ji Yan opened the quilt and explained to him, "I am Qian Wu's wife. Brother Qian is helping me. Let's leave as soon as possible."

Xie Yuan was stunned.

Ji Yan bent down and put on her embroidered shoes, but Xie Yuan remained motionless. His beautiful dark eyes became deep, and his eyes were like glue stuck to her face. His thin lips were pursed, and his steps were delayed.

Ji Yan couldn't pull him any further, so she raised her eyes and looked at him: "Xie Yuan?"

The young man was silent, his beautiful face looking a bit strange in the night.

He touched her face with his fingers and said in a low and hoarse voice: "So... my aunt and the man named Qian Wu also got married?"