Quick Transmigration: Hosts, We're Only Responsible for Counterattacking

Chapter 99 Turning the Tables to Become King (12)

At this moment, Shen Yun had completely forgotten that her current body, the original owner of the body, was the greatest help that enabled Xia Yuliu to ascend the throne.

He grabbed her arm in a flustered manner, pressed his whole body against hers, lowered his head slightly, and breathed softly around her ear. Shen Yun trembled and looked at him.

"You said it yourself, no matter what, you'll always be mine."

Shen Yun: ? ? ?
Lost in memories and confusion, Shen Yun asked, "Dog, is that what I meant just now?" She seemed to remember saying that she wouldn't abandon him, instead of that she was his.

At this moment, 2345 couldn't help but roar to the sky. In the past, it was always the host who criticized it and twisted its meaning. Now, finally, the host's nemesis has appeared. It's true that karma is inescapable and retribution is inevitable.

Thinking this to himself, 2345 still acted very gently, saying, "How could that be? Host, that's exactly what you meant."

Shen Yun pouted, reached out irritably, paused, then placed his hand on his head and ruffled it several times until his hair stood on end. "Be good, I'll buy you a whole truckload of candied hawthorns after I finish what I'm doing, the kind with thick sugar coating."

Xia Yuyan blinked, his gaze softening, his eyelashes fluttering, his lips slightly pursed, making him look both pitiful and gentle.

The two then walked through the crowd of vendors to the once prosperous but now desolate General Weiyuan's Mansion.

The gold trim on the mahogany plaque that was hanging there had been removed.

However, one can still vaguely make out the five characters from its texture.

The place was completely empty. After the original owner entered the palace, she dismissed all the servants in the general's mansion. Those who wanted to leave were given enough money to survive, while those who did not want to leave went to guard the tomb of her deceased general father.

It had probably been neglected for a long time, so it was quite dilapidated, covered in dust, and even the ground was covered with a thick layer of petals and leaves.

In a distant pond, thick moss covered the surface, and one or two small fish could be vaguely seen swimming among the dense moss.

Shen Yun licked his lips. Small fish like these are best enjoyed as snacks when grilled over charcoal and sprinkled with a little salt.

"Hey dog, give me a cheat code! How long are you going to keep looking for me like this?" She looked utterly hopeless. That's why her father didn't just give her the things before he died; why did he have to beat around the bush?

"Probably because he was afraid the original owner would give everything to Xia Yuliu directly." 2345 said meaningfully.

That makes sense, since it's practically impossible for the original owner's father to give her the items and let her keep them as protective charms. It's hard to say whether having these things is a blessing or a curse.

"So, are you willing to give me a cheat code?" Shen Yun said emphatically. "Look how troublesome it would be if I had to find it bit by bit. Wasting time is wasting life, and wasting other people's time is murder. You bastard, if you don't give me a cheat code, you're trying to kill me."

2345: Hehe, life is so hard.

It opened its little mouth, blinked its two round little eyes, and said, "My thoughts are the same as the host's, but people are flexible, rules are rigid, so I can only say that I can't help you."

Shen Yun: "Hehe, you're awesome."

2345's little eyes lit up with surprise. It blinked twice, and two blushes slowly rose on its face. It said shyly, "Thank you... host for praising me."

Regardless, it is the most polite system.

Shen Yun was naturally dissatisfied with not achieving the goal of slacking off, but nowadays, she couldn't possibly rush into the system space, throw the dog on the ground, and stomp on it a few times, making it emit a crisp and alluring wail. She could only use her facial features to roll her eyes fiercely.

This glare, with its mix of fierceness and lewdness, is truly astonishing and leaves one speechless.

Standing beside her, Xia Yuyan was taken aback for a moment, then subtly curled the corners of his lips, his eyes deep and unfathomable. Sensing something was amiss, Shen Yun immediately turned around, only to see a similarly shy young man who seemed to have glanced at her secretly, then looked down abruptly after meeting her gaze.

This is bizarre! What's going on with all these things?

However, Shen Yun didn't think about it any other way. She just felt that the child she was raising was getting old and she had some thoughts about it.

Without any clue, Shen Yun stood under a pear tree, pacing around in circles.

Although she had inherited the original owner's memories, it was actually quite difficult for her to find those clues now.

"Rao Rao, I'm hungry." Xia Yuyan stepped forward and tugged at his sleeve.

Shen Yun subconsciously touched his head, "Be good, bear with it for now, I'm hungry too."

After saying that, she actually touched her flat stomach, realizing she had forgotten to get some food from the imperial kitchen when she came out.

If she hadn't brought this up, 2345 might have been able to hold back. But once she did, she would think of how her host had persevered, adding the infertility drug to Xia Yuliu's meals day after day, month after month.

Anyway, the person who tasted the food was a young eunuch, so eating it probably wouldn't have any effect, as long as he really was a eunuch.

As a system that allows a protagonist to rise from the ashes, it has to cry a lot for the male protagonist. Its great luck is completely useless under the shameless behavior of its host. At most, it will just make him a little harder to kill. But if that's the case, what if he drinks the poison?

"Let's go to the kitchen and find something to eat," Xia Yuliu said, pulling her along as they headed forward.

The kitchen of General Weiyuan's mansion? She's been in the palace for a while now, and the people in the general's mansion have long been dismissed. What food could possibly be in the kitchen? Even if there were, she wouldn't dare eat it even if it were placed in front of her.

"Stop fooling around. When we get back to the palace, I'll get you some crab meat soup." Shen Yun stroked his chin. Xia Yuliu's late-night snack seemed to be this. Whatever, he'd just eat it anyway.

Unexpectedly, Xia Yuyan did not behave after hearing this. Instead, he pulled her forward even more, with an air of determination to not give up.

Outside the kitchen hung several strings of dried chilies and strings of garlic. Stepping inside, it was spacious, but covered with a thick layer of dust, as if a gentle breath could send dust flying.

Even so, the inside was very clean. By clean, I mean the items inside were completely gone. There was nothing to eat, not even a single pot or pan. The pots on the stove had all been lifted out.

Upon seeing this scene, Shen Yun thought to himself, "As expected of someone trained by his general father, he is like a locust swarm wherever he goes."

To actually achieve this level of success, especially for a high-ranking official, is quite ruthless.

He died far away, at the hands of his own daughter. I wonder if he regrets not controlling his third leg in the afterlife.

For things like this, just interrupt them.

2345: [Interrupt what?]

Shen Yun coldly replied, "The third leg."

I, Wang Hansan, am back!

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(End of this chapter)