Quick Transmigration: Forbidden to Covet Beautiful NPCs

Wu Tongxue felt a little uncomfortable before going to bed, but she didn't pay much attention to it.

I don't know how long I slept, but I suddenly woke up and realized that something was wrong with my body.

He felt dizzy and weak, and his body was sore and hot. Only then did he realize that he was sick.

The medicine that Huo Tongzhou had just stocked up on today took effect tonight.

It was late at night, and he didn't have the energy to go out and do anything, so he found a fever reducer at home and took it.

After taking the medicine, Wu Tongxue lay on the table, feeling unwell but full of energy and not sleepy at all.

Almost her entire body was flushed red, her eyes were misty, and she nestled obediently in her arms as if she were thinking about something, but in reality she was just spacing out.

Only one candle was lit in the room, its flickering light illuminating a corner with its orange glow.

I was wearing thin clothes and felt cold, so I got up and went back to bed, making sure to cover myself with the blankets tightly.

Wu Tongxue's mind was a bit muddled, and she couldn't even remember that she could use spiritual power to cure illnesses.

A person suddenly appeared in his house, and he didn't even have time to think about how he got there.

Yan Liang's aura was somber, and his face was pale. When he appeared at Wu Tongxue's bedside, all he showed was anxious concern.

If he hadn't been there tonight, I don't know what kind of state his wife would have taken for him.

I reached out and touched my forehead; it was burning hot.

Wu Tongxue felt the coldness from the back of his hand and shrank back, openly observing him.

...He looked familiar, but I couldn't remember who he was. Subconsciously, I felt that he wouldn't hurt me.

Yan Liang's fingers, which had been hovering in mid-air, twitched. Soon his body warmed up, and when he reached out again, the object obediently did not dodge.

Feeling helpless and discouraged, I felt a pang of guilt.

If her husband hadn't been away, this wouldn't have happened.

A hand reached out and touched his furrowed brow out of curiosity, and Yan Liang immediately looked over.

Was discovered.

Wu Tongxue withdrew her hand and hid it under the covers, pretending nothing had happened.

After tucking him in, Yan Liang sat up and poured him a glass of warm water. "Get up and drink some water."

They helped him sit up, still covered by the blanket, and brought the water glass to his lips, watching him sip it slowly.

They wrung out another cold towel and placed it on his forehead, telling him to lie down properly.

Yan Liang stared at him for a while, then asked, "Why aren't you asleep?"

Wu Tongxue tugged at the blanket, her tone innocent: "I can't sleep."

He was physically exhausted, but his mind was unusually active; he just didn't want to sleep.

"The light is so dim." After saying that, she looked at Yan Liang obediently and quietly, expecting him to do something.

"You should go to sleep." Having given in to the stare, he lit two more candles, making the room much brighter.

“You look like…” Wu Tongxue pondered for a moment, then said to the face in the bright light, “You look like my ex-husband. He looks like he’s dead?”

His tone carried uncertainty.

She remembered having a husband who looked just like the man in front of her, and she also remembered that her husband seemed to be dead.

Yan Liang's face darkened.

"I seem……"

Many fragments of memories flashed through her mind, and Wu Tongxue hesitated, "Now that you're dead, it seems I need to find a new husband."

"Huh? I think I found it..."

Wu Tongxue's eyes lit up with surprise, completely unaware of the darkening expression on the face of the person in front of her.

"That kid from that night, right?" Yan Liang sneered.

She reached out and covered the incessantly chattering mouth, "I'm not dead!"

Wu Tongxue didn't struggle, blinked, and drawled, "Oh~"

He said slowly, "I've got it."

Yan Liangxin panicked and met his beautiful, clear eyes, unable to tell whether he was truly lucid or not.

"I'm going to sleep." With her mouth still pressed against Yan Liang's palm, she yawned slightly and closed her eyes.

Yan Liang: "!"

Wu Tongxue closed her eyes and said, "Remember to blow out the candles, so there's some light."

The warm, humid air pressed against my palm, tickling and tingling. I moved my fingers slightly before slowly pulling my hand away.

Too bright? Blow out the candles.

Yan Liang got up and blew out the candles.