After transmigrating into the book, I became the little sun of the crazy villain.

After a very long time, Yun Zhao felt like an eternity had passed before Qi Yan finally released her.

The two locked eyes, and Yun Zhao suddenly felt a little scared.

"Um," she swallowed, unsure what to say, and blurted out, "Are you hungry?"

"Hungry."

Qi Yan looked at her intently, his voice hoarse, and asked, "My wife, may I have my meal?"

Actually, if she weren't the main character right now, Yun Zhao would really like to ask, "Is your 'dining' proper?"

But since she was the main character, and the "meal" in "dining" might also refer to her, she didn't dare to ask.

Yun Zhao pretended to be relaxed and said, "I have some food here. Let's go eat."

As she spoke, she tried to break free from Qi Yan's hand, but Qi Yan gripped it even tighter.

"Alright," he said with a smile, "my wife, what shall we eat?"

Yun Zhao felt goosebumps all over her body. She touched her arm and said, "Qi Yan, be normal."

Qi Yan asked, puzzled, "What's wrong? We're already married, isn't it normal for me to call you 'wife'?"

Yun Zhao slapped him irritably, "Stop pretending, I know you've regained your memories."

A hint of regret flashed in Qi Yan's eyes. He smiled helplessly, "Well, you saw through me. Zhao Zhao really has sharp eyes."

Yun Zhao snorted lightly, "That's right, you can't hide anything from me!"

Qi Yan couldn't help but chuckle, "To be honest with you..."

He hooked Yun Zhao's little finger around his finger, "I won't hide anything from you, no matter what I do."

Yun Zhao paused for a moment, then remained silent.

After the two finished their meal, Yun Zhao looked at Qi Yan's gesture of invitation and fell into deep thought.

So where is she staying tonight?

“Of course you’ll live with me,” Qi Yan said matter-of-factly. “Do you expect us to sleep in separate rooms?”

Yun Zhao said solemnly, "Without a wedding ceremony or a bridal chamber, strictly speaking, we are not considered husband and wife."

Qi Yan said nonchalantly, "So that's what Zhao Zhao cares about. The wedding ceremony for demons can be held later, and the bridal chamber can be tonight. How about we..."

Yun Zhao slapped him on the head and said with a stern face, "Don't even think about it."

It was discovered that after this incident, Qi Yan had become much more thick-skinned.

Rejected, Qi Yan hid the disappointment in her eyes and forcefully pulled Yun Zhao into the house.

“It’s cold outside,” he said seriously. “Don’t let yourself get cold.”

With only the two of them in the room, Yun Zhao suddenly felt uneasy. She hesitated and said, "Why don't I go to another room to rest? There are other rooms in your yard..."

"Bang bang bang--"

Suddenly, several deafening noises came from outside, but Yun Zhao couldn't hear them clearly because Qi Yan covered her ears in time.

After the noise subsided, she looked out the window and saw only ruins outside.

"Oh dear," Qi Yan said regretfully, "the other houses must have been uninhabited for a long time, how come they all collapsed?"

Yun Zhao: "..."

spendthrift!

So many houses have been damaged, how much will it cost to rebuild them!

Qi Yan saw through her thoughts and chuckled, "No need to rebuild, this is an illusion, it's all fake."

"Zhaozhao, haven't you noticed? Besides Granny Yan and Uncle, we're the only ones here now."

Yes.

Yun Zhao slapped his forehead. "Oh dear, I almost forgot."

Qi Yan pulled her hand and walked towards the bed. "So, we'll make do tonight, and we'll leave here tomorrow."

Yun Zhao sighed, "Fine."

As she spoke, she began to spread out the blankets.

Qi Yan was overjoyed. He happily made the bed, and the thought of sleeping in the same bed with Yun Zhao made him unable to suppress his smile.

Qi Yan's gaze occasionally swept over Yun Zhao, his expression gentle.

This "amnesia" was not a simple case of amnesia. As he thought about what he had seen, his heart felt even sweeter.

Of course, there's also relief.

Fortunately, I chose to believe Zhaozhao and leave with her.

Qi Yan immediately put aside his initial suspicions and scheming against Yun Zhao. He loved Zhao Zhao so much, how could he be suspicious of her or scheme against her?

He has amnesia. Some unnecessary memories have been selectively not recovered, which is normal!

Qi Yan thought happily.

But when Yun Zhao laid a mattress on the ground, Qi Yan's smile froze on his face.

"Zhaozhao," he probed, "did you lay it wrong?"

“No,” Yun Zhao rolled over and lay down on the bed, pointing to the bedding on the floor. “Hey, you sleep there.”

Qi Yan: "..."

unhappy!

He pleaded and coaxed her for a long time, but Yun Zhao just thought he was singing her a lullaby. She yawned, wrapped herself in the blanket, closed her eyes, and went to sleep.

His wife was too hard-hearted, so Qi Yan could only pick up the quilt and hug his poor self with heartache.

Ayan felt wronged, but she didn't say anything.

Woo.

……

The next morning, Qi Han waited for the two of them in the courtyard.

Having slept on the floor all night, Qi Yan gave everyone a cold shoulder. Seeing his sour expression, Qi Han couldn't help but want to tease him.

"Hey, what's wrong, Ayan? Did Zhaozhao bully you?"

Already annoyed, Qi Yan immediately snapped when he saw it was him, "What's it to you!"

He could hear the sounds outside when he was cultivating; it was Qi Han, the guy who was plotting against his Zhao Zhao!

Yun Zhao had already tricked him, and Qi Yan originally didn't intend to take it to heart, but Qi Han took the initiative to approach him, and Qi Yan immediately had an idea.

While Qi Han was still marveling at how Qi Yan truly resembled his mother—genuine and unpretentious—Qi Yan made his move.

"So it's Uncle," Qi Yan said with a smile. "It's our first meeting. I'm your nephew, Qi Yan. Good morning, Uncle."

Qi Han: No, not at all!

Not good, not good at all!

He corrected her, "Ayan, you should call me Uncle Qi."

“No, no,” Qi Yan said seriously, “You are my mother’s adopted younger brother, so naturally you are my maternal uncle.”

He emphasized the word "close" twice.

Qi Han was completely devastated.

He, he, he doesn't want to be A-Yuan's younger brother!

The uncle and nephew... no, it might be the father and son who had a serious discussion about this issue, leaving Yun Zhao speechless.

She ignored the two childish ghosts and turned to find Granny Nightmare.

Granny Yan was in Qi Yuan's palace. Yun Zhao didn't go inside, but waited outside for Granny Yan to come out.

Soon, Granny Nightmare came out, and at the same time, the lingering chill in the room disappeared.

Yun Zhao asked, "Granny Nightmare, the ice coffin..."

"I put it away."

The old woman answered her question.

"Girl," Granny Yan took two steps forward, "come and sit down?"

Yun Zhao nodded. "Okay."

She followed Granny Nightmare to a pavilion. There was an array set up there, and although it was flat ground, the layout of the entire demon palace could be seen.

“This is not the Demon Palace,” Granny Nightmare said quietly, “this is the Demon King’s Palace of my master.”

Yun Zhao picked up the teapot and poured her a cup of tea, guessing, "Is it because Aunt Yuan is going to stay here? After all, no place is as comfortable as your own home."