Quick Transmigration: Forbidden to Covet Beautiful NPCs

"You were looking for me?" Wu Tongxue asked.

In the evening, Shen Yu suddenly came to find him, and Wu Tongxue was very curious about what it was about.

Wu Tongxue walked to a tree stump under the tree and sat down, then pointed to another tree stump on the side for Shen Yu.

Shen Yu stood beside Wu Tongxue, lowering his eyes to take in the delicate, snow-white skin behind her neck, then looked up and asked, "I want to take you back to the capital with me."

"Huh?" Wu Tongxue asked in surprise.

“Firstly, you are my savior,” Shen Yu said slowly. “Secondly, the brotherhood between you and your brother is extraordinary, and you wouldn’t want him to be alone and helpless in the capital, would you?”

Wu Tongxue's gaze drifted away guiltily for a moment, but he was the one who was dragging his feet.

If he had gone too early, would he have dragged the person back into a state of destitution?

"The capital is different from here. There are countless swords and shadows, and you can be smashed to pieces if you are not careful," Shen Yu said deliberately to intimidate.

Shen Yu was just bluffing. Now that he had acknowledged Liu Qingce as his elder brother, he would protect him to some extent.

The dangers of the capital are real, but the desire to take Wu Tongxue away is even more genuine.

His people should stay by his side.

Wu Tongxue frowned deeply, resting her chin on her elbows, looking worried. "This is too dangerous."

"With me here, you won't be in danger. I won't let you get hurt in the slightest." Shen Yu softened her tone, made a promise, and comforted him with her pleasant voice.

Wu Tongxue looked at him with her bright, watery eyes, "What about Liu Qingce?"

“His identity is different from yours, and that’s something he has to face.”

Wu Tongxue said regretfully, "Alright."

If Liu Qingce dies, then his money will be gone. He needs to think about this carefully.

A gold-embroidered purse appeared before her eyes, instantly catching Wu Tongxue's attention as the glittering purse spun around.

“This is…?” Wu Tongxue stared intently at the purse.

"for you."

The purse was placed directly into his hand; it was quite heavy. Wu Tongxue couldn't believe it. "Why are you giving it to me?"

"You saved my life. I haven't returned to the capital yet, so I can only offer you some gold and silver as a token of my gratitude." Shen Yu's expression was apologetic.

All the good stuff was left in the capital, and the things here aren't good enough. Fortunately, we found out he likes gold and silver.

Upon returning to the capital, many of the items that had been piling up in the warehouse finally found a use.

After making a token refusal once, Wu Tongxue quickly accepted it.

He deserves the life-saving grace; it is what he deserves!

Shen Yu glanced to the side and a guard came over and handed her a carefully wrapped small bundle.

Her slender, jade-like fingers gently lifted the object and handed it to Wu Tongxue.

Wu Tongxue took it with both hands, puzzled. "What is this?"

The cloth of the bundle was smooth, and you could tell it was expensive just by touching it.

My heart raced slightly. Could there be something good inside? Shen Yu is such a nice person.

"open to take a look."

Wu Tongxue opened the package with excitement, but her heart skipped a beat—the socks looked so familiar!

He remembered—his cotton socks!

"Haha." He chuckled awkwardly twice, then quickly retied the small bundle.

Maintaining a composed expression, he said firmly, "Thank you."

Thank you so much, you even came all the way to return the socks to him!

I don't know if she's washed it or not. If she hasn't, it's been several days already. Just thinking about it makes Wu Tongxue want to crawl on the ground.

He didn't even want to think about washing it.

How embarrassing.

"There's no need for such formalities between us." Shen Yu maintained his dignified, composed, and nonchalant demeanor.

"Okay, I understand. I'll think about what you said. I'm going back for dinner now. Goodbye!"

With her small bundle tucked away, Wu Tongxue slipped away again.

Shen Yu shifted her gaze from the pink ear tips to his running figure, her eyes darkening slightly.

"Aye, let's go."

"Yes."

Back in her room, Wu Tongxue immediately stuffed the small bundle into the deepest part of the wardrobe.

For the past day, no, for the last two days, he didn't want to see this burden.

Unable to sleep at night, I got up in the middle of the night, took out the small bundle, neatly folded the cloth pieces, and then went to wash my socks in the dark.

Only after washing and hanging up the socks to dry could I go back to sleep with peace of mind.

This was carefully sewn by his mother; it can't be lost.

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Liu Yuan was still on his way back, and Shen Yu was temporarily staying at Doctor Liu's house.

Wu Tongxue had gotten used to occasionally running into Shen Yu, and then Shen Yu would reveal some information to him.

Liu Qingce felt a little uncomfortable for some reason when he saw this.

"You like the things he gave you that much?" Liu Qingce's words carried a sarcastic tone that he himself was unaware of.

Wu Tongxue waved her hand casually, "He's just repaying my life-saving grace."

Fiddled with the jeweled dagger in her hand, Wu Tongxue suddenly turned to look at Liu Qingce, "Give me some too."

Liu Qingce: "!?"

Wu Tongxue put her hands on her hips, raised her eyebrows, and said, "You must still have some silver hidden away."

Having already been thoroughly searched, Liu Qingce awkwardly tucked his hands into his sleeves, looking distressed. "There's nothing left."

"I don't believe you. I'm just keeping it for you. Don't you trust me?"

The money was gone forever. Liu Qingce, who was always penniless, shook his head and said, "It's really gone."

Wu Tongxue examined the gem on the dagger again. "Alright, I believe you."

Liu Qingce was somewhat unwilling, and stared at him intently as he examined the dagger from all angles.

Is it really that beautiful? It's just that it has a lot of gemstones.

shallow.

"Aunt Qing." Aunt Qing, who was passing by on her way back from picking vegetables, came over, and Wu Tongxue greeted her sweetly, her rosy lips and white teeth making her particularly attractive.

"Hey." Aunt Qing kindly handed over two pancakes. "Go home and eat early later."

"Uh-huh."

"Okay, Mother, take care."

Wu Tongxue, munching on a pancake, bossed Liu Qingce around, "Go and get the kettle."

Liu Qingce was already used to it; it was all retribution for his impulsive actions when he was a child. "Hmm."

When he returned, he heard Wu Tongxue calculating his accounts, "You've 'deposited' a total of seventy-eight taels of silver with me over the years, and I can return it all to you."

Upon hearing this, Liu Qingce felt a mixture of panic and surprise, then became wary, "Why are you saying this?"

He's always been one to screw over himself, so his sudden generosity is definitely suspicious.

Wu Tongxue: "Give me back the money."

"You expect me to find so much silver for you in such a short time?" Liu Qingce pondered with a polite demeanor, frantically thinking of a hundred ways to make money quickly.

Seventy-eight taels!

Wu Tongxue patted his head, "Are you stupid?"

I meant I'm paying you back.

Liu Qingce breathed a sigh of relief and generously replied, "No need."

Wu Tongxue wagged her finger at him, "No, and I'll also give you my savings."

Liu Qingce, unusually flustered, looked at the sky to see if the sun was rising in the west.

“Of course, there are conditions,” Wu Tongxue said. “What I have is a loan to you, so you have to pay me interest.”

"Even if you borrowed it back, you still have to pay me interest."

Liu Qingce's heart sank, and he continued to listen to what he had to say.

Wu Tongxue went on and on, and Liu Qingce successfully saddled himself with a huge high-interest loan.

He politely asked, "May I refuse?"

Wu Tongxue's expression was fierce. She put one hand on her hip, munched on a pancake, and said in a powerful voice, "No."

Liu Qingce turned to look at the scenery, as if he were contemplating how to write poems to praise it.

In reality, his anxiety had completely died down; he had forgotten to check the almanac before going out today.

With a flick of his sleeve and a hand behind his back, he exudes an even more refined and scholarly air.

"Do you still want your pancake? If not, I'll take it back."

"eat."

"Oh."