Quick Travel: Save the poor little villain

The days in the cold winter pass by the fastest. With the hope of family reunion during the New Year, the days don’t seem so hard to bear.

Chuanze City borders the capital, and the atmosphere of the New Year has already been felt even though the city is not far away. Jin Enxing escorts the last batch of silk that needs to be sent to the palace to the capital, and he can also come back in time to celebrate New Year's Eve with his eldest brother Jin Yudong.

This is the busiest time for all shops, and they will close on the 25th to celebrate the New Year.

During the day, Ye Yuci went to the shop with Qiao Yanpei. The only idle person, Jinchen, was taught by the teacher in the mansion. His head was full of nonsense and he had a headache from memorizing books all day long.

Jinchen was so annoyed with carrying this burden that he had the urge more than once to beat up the old man and send him back.

What stopped him was not his conscience, but his father Jin Jide who still took time out every day to come and give him a beating.

Studying makes Jinchen sad, and spending time with her husband is the serious thing, but her husband is devoted to the shop and revenge.

This night.

Young Master Jin was very tired after being busy studying for half a day. He lay in the warm bed waiting for his husband.

They have been married for almost a month, and Ye Yuci has always been very well-behaved. She would not refuse a hug or kiss before going to bed, but once they were in bed, she would not overstep the mark in the slightest.

The hanging curtains separated the two of them from the outside world, shrouding them in an ambiguous atmosphere, which should have been warm and affectionate.

But Ye Yuci was lying on the outside, half an arm's length away from Jinchen. It was clear that he was not asleep and he did not open his eyes to say anything private.

A few days ago, Jinchen felt tired early because her body couldn't keep up. But today, she couldn't fall asleep at all, so she moved to the side and poked her husband's shoulder with her fingertips.

He knew Ye Yuci was not asleep.

"Ah Ci, give me a hug."

Ye Yuci's eyelashes trembled a few times, and he opened his eyes dazedly. His heart skipped a beat when he heard these words.

This was not as thick as what he wore during the day, and the thin inner garment stuck to his skin. Not to mention hugging him, even the warm breath from Jinchen made him feel at a loss, as if his hands and feet were no longer his own.

So when she was about to be hugged, Ye Yuci held Jinchen's hand and dodged, her tone a little hurried: "Husband."

Jinchen squatted with his arms outstretched, half-raised his body to look at him, his tired and sickly eyes revealing dissatisfaction.

"Ah Ci, what happened?"

Ye Yuci lowered her eyes and moved deliberately, keeping some distance from Jinchen. She pressed her fingertips on his wrist and rubbed it a few times, "Husband, please go to sleep soon."

Jinchen glanced at the distance between him and Ye Yuci, and could hear the uneasiness in his words.

He stared at Ye Yuci's drooping brows for a while, "Okay, okay, go to sleep, I won't bother you anymore."

Jinchen comforted himself and crawled into the quilt, sleeping close to the inner wall.

Ye Yuci turned his head in a daze, feeling inexplicably melancholy in his heart. He raised his hand and covered the quilt on Jinchen's back. He opened his thin lips as if he wanted to say something but stopped himself. In the end, he said nothing.

Looking at the top of the curtain in the dim light, he could hear the light breathing of a sleeping person. After sleeping on the same bed for more than a month, he had become accustomed to the sound of the breathing and even felt strangely at peace.

The tension faded away, leaving only a strong sense of helplessness and palpitations.

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The consequence of Jinchen's unhappiness was that he got a not-so-serious illness, a severe cold in winter.

Although the old doctor attributed this to the fact that Jinchen often did not study, he slipped out to appreciate the winter plum blossoms when the teacher was not paying attention, which led to him catching a cold.

But Jinchen just feels that this is a heart disease.

"As the saying goes, long-term illness makes a doctor. I know my body better than you do!"

Jinchen was hiding in the quilt, looking sick with half of his face covered, but his aura was not weak at all, leaving the two court doctors speechless.

"Yes, yes, what the young master said is not wrong. Liver qi stagnation and poor circulation can easily lead to infection with colds." Seeing the lady coming, the old doctor followed Jinchen's words and asked, "I just don't know... why the young master is so unhappy recently that he is so depressed?"

When Qiao Yanpei heard this, she was shocked. After raising her youngest son in the mansion for so many years, this was the first time she heard him say that he was unhappy.

"Chen'er, tell me quickly, what happened?"

Jinchen's peach blossom eyes, which had become increasingly moist due to his illness, swept across the people beside the bed, landed on Ye Yuci's face, and blinked.

Ye Yuci tensed up. The tacit understanding they had developed over the past few days made him instinctively feel that the young master could not say anything normal.

Sure enough, the next second, I heard Jinchen yelling, "Ah Ci won't let me hold you at night!"

The room suddenly fell silent.

Ye Yuci turned her head away instantly, her redness from her earlobes to the corners of her eyes, her cold and beautiful face tinged with a drunken blush.

Qiao Yanpei choked for a long time. How could she say anything more about what happened in bed? Instead, she patted Jinchen's quilt and said, "You kid, you are not ashamed to say these things in broad daylight."

The old doctor stroked his beard seriously and said, "Young Master, you need to take better care of your health before you can consider sex."

Jinchen: “…Shut up!”

How could I be such a weakling!

"Yes, Chen'er, you are still young, there is no rush."

Qiao Yanpei also followed suit and looked at Ye Yuci who was silent beside him. A smile flashed in his eyes and he took their hands.

"If they quarrel, it's just a matter of quarreling at the head of the bed and making up at the foot of the bed. There is no hurdle that cannot be overcome between husband and wife."

Jinchen put his hand on the back of Ye Yuci's hand, raised his eyes and saw his coaxing eyes, snorted, but did not avoid it.

When Qiao Yanpei smiled and took the two court doctors away, and the room returned to silence, Ye Yuci squatted beside the bed and whispered, "Husband."

Jinchen hummed in a drawn-out tone, but did not come over to listen to him as usual.

Ye Yuci felt bitter and helpless inside, as if he had been hit on the head by something, but he really didn't know how to coax the young master.

He had no such experience, let alone being coaxed.

After a few seconds of stalemate, Jinchen, who was buried in the quilt, suffocated herself, then lifted the quilt, turned over and looked at him, then pulled himself up and sat on the edge of the bed.

"Ah Ci, are you pleased with me?"

Ye Yuci was slightly startled, and raised her eyes to look back at Jinchen, "My husband is different from others in my heart."

But I still don’t know if this is called joy.

He was clearly a few years older than the young master, yet he was very unfamiliar with such intimate matters behind closed doors.

"Well, that's enough."

Jinchen raised his hand to cover his face as he leaned forward, rubbed the corners of his eyes with his fingertips twice, and his voice was gentle.

"Wait until you are ready to accept it."

Ye Yuci's long eyelashes suddenly trembled a few times, and she leaned over to hug Jinchen's neck, almost burying herself in his arms. The back of her neck exposed outside her long gown was flushed and was patted lightly by Jinchen.

This almost exhausted all of Ye Yuci's courage. When had he ever taken the initiative to do such an intimate thing? He could even clearly feel the warmth coming from under Jinchen's thin shirt, so his face turned even redder.

Jinchen narrowed his eyes with joy, and seeing that Ye Yuci did not refuse, he put his arms around his waist again and touched the back of his head.

"Okay Ah Ci, can I kiss you?"

Ye Yuci bit her lower lip, thinking that Jinchen was really mean. How could he ask before kissing someone?

He didn't say whether it was good or bad, he just put his cheek against Jinchen's shoulder and rubbed it lightly without saying a word, which was indulgent.

Jinchen then chuckled, turned his head to kiss Ye Yuci behind the ear, and touched the red earlobe.

It seemed as if the silent barriers from last night also disappeared in this kiss.

Ye Yuci felt a lot more relaxed for no reason. In this especially cherished and gentle embrace, she developed some tender thoughts and gently closed her eyes.

[The villain's heart rate is detected +10, totaling 30! 】