NPC he is a bit demon [Transmigration Book]

Maybe it was because the candlelight was too dark to consume eyesight, and Yan Liang, who had stabbed the blue flower for Mr. Jiang, felt a little headache, and went back to sleep after drinking half a bowl of white fungus soup.

Sleepy, but unable to fall asleep, tossing and turning on the couch, half-consciousness floating in the lingering blue, ink into flowers, thousands of flowers into the sea.

After the mid-autumn festival, the weather in the silent city turned down at a terrific pace. There was no heater in the house, Yan Liang huddled up in the quilt, and his vague consciousness gradually sank.

It was so cold that my whole body was so stiff that I couldn't move. When I raised my eyes in a trance, the yellow sand rose, the sunset and the moon rose, and the sky and the earth were vast.

"Little uncle, I've been looking for you for a long time, it's cold at night, go back."

The voice was brisk and playful, and somewhat familiar, but it seemed to be separated by a layer of thin paper, so he couldn't hear or see clearly. At the same time, the man was sticking behind him, almost in an embracing gesture, wrapped in warm fox fur. Hold him and cut off the bitter wind in the desert night.

The moonlight was clear and the wind stopped, pulling out two long silhouettes.

The man rested his chin on his shoulder and rubbed it, his warm breath spreading over the cold earballs.

His lips were uncontrollable, and he spit out words, it was his own voice——

"Liang'er, stop messing around."

As soon as the words fell, Yan Liang's heart seemed to be pinched mercilessly. The pain caused him to wake up suddenly, and the surrounding fog was filled. It turned out that he was still in a dream.

It's just another dream.

He walked aimlessly in the mist for a while, heard the sound of lingling water, followed the sound, and found a clear spring, and several peach trees were planted beside the spring, which were scorchingly blooming, and when the wind blew, one after another, the flowers fell and the water flowed.

"Yan Liang, this is the Marriage Pond, the moon in the water is a flower in the mirror. Although you are the cannon fodder character in the book, you have your own destiny."

It was the ferryman's voice, and Yan Liang felt a little headache when he heard it.

"so……"

"Look in the pool, and the face you see is the CP in your book."

"...I have a task ahead of me, talking about love is too late." Yan Liang smiled wryly, but out of the corner of his eye, he saw a figure vaguely reflected on the mirror-like water.

He hurriedly withdrew his gaze, not daring to take a closer look.

The ferryman laughed: "It's up to man, whether you want to talk about this love is up to you, but the fate and marriage of each person in the book is fixed, you might as well take a look, so that you can make plans in the future."

"An Zhiyu's CP, I didn't set it..."

"You can't be called An Zhiyu, besides, those characters also have their own lives in places you don't know."

"..." Yan Liang lowered his eyes, and it happened that the wind picked up, causing a ripple on the surface of the water. He approached with bated breath, and when the spring water calmed down, the reflection became clearer and clearer——

Under the layers of flower shadows, he was very familiar with that reflection, smiling sweetly, the peach blossom eyes melted with peach petals, and the water light curved up.

Yan Liang's breathing was stagnant, and the face reflected in the water was Du Yu.

In the darkness, her phoenix eyes were wide open, her breathing was slightly panting, and her clothes were drenched with sweat in the cold weather.

A pair of warm hands reached into the quilt, and patted the back of his hand comfortingly: "Brother Liang, what did you dream about?"

The moon in the water is like a flower in the mirror, the reflection in the dream overlaps with the figure in reality, Du Yu's characteristically curved eyes: "I heard Brother Liang call my name in the dream."

It wasn't a dream, he woke up completely, and Yan Liang calmed down: "Young Master Du, why are you here?"

In the middle of the night, the lights were dark, and when I woke up from a nightmare, I suddenly saw a person leaning on the edge of the bed, staring at him fixedly with his head down, it was a bit scary.

Du Yu pulled off the quilt and got in, and said with a cheeky smile: "Brother Liang is occupied by Mr. Jiang during the day, so I can only stare at Brother Liang's sleeping face in the dead of night when no one knows."

With the dream just now and the ambiguous and weird atmosphere now, Yan Liang was no longer calm and suave in the past, and was a little at a loss for a while. Seeing that Du Yu was about to lean forward, he hid himself in and said solemnly: "Young Master Du, I don't like to be with you." People sleep in the same bed."

Du Yu said angrily: "Nonsense, that day I saw Brother Liang and Young Master Jiang resting in the morning on the same bed."

"..." Yan Liang was speechless, it turned out that Du Yu saw it that day.

"Is brother Liang so afraid of me?" Du Yu propped his head up with his hands, his peach blossom eyes were full of charm: "Is it because I'm not good-looking enough, or is my temper not suitable for brother Liang?"

Originally, he was always asking for cheap with his mouth, and waited patiently in his actions, but this time he came out tonight, because he saw that Jiang Wei was more and more inviting Yan Liang to see him, and he was in a hurry.

Yan Liang gradually regained his strength at this time, and sighed calmly: "Mr. Du is good everywhere, but I don't have the good fortune to take it."

As he spoke, he raised his sleeves, and the room was immediately filled with a strange fragrance. When Du Yu remembered to hold his breath, it was already too late, and he could not move at all. For brother Liang, I am willing to accept whatever."

Du Yu said this shou word so frivolously that Yan Liang's ears were numb, and he sighed very lightly: "I'm offended, forgive me for not being able to respond."

Saying so, Yan Liang sat up, tightened his clothes for the immobile Du Yu, and crossed the yard with him in his arms

, went to his wing.

The sky is cold and the moon is clear, Du Yu seems to enjoy being hugged like this very much, without making any noise, his eyes stare at Yan Liang tenderly: "Brother Liang is so pretty."

"Thank you for the compliment."

"Can you hold me around the yard twice more?"

"...The wind is cold and the dew is heavy, Mr. Du will catch a cold."

"Brother Liang, hug him tighter, so you won't be cold anymore."

"..."

"Just like in the house just now, flesh to flesh." Du Yu raised his voice when he said this, and happened to pass by Jiang Wei's door.

"..." Yan Liang was speechless and helpless, so he could only quicken his pace, pushed the door open and entered the room, placed Du Yu firmly on his own couch, and tucked the quilt up: "Young Master Du, let's rest."

Tao Huayan blinked: "Brother Liang is too."

After closing the door, Yan Liang sighed heavily, Du Yu, Du Yu, is it him who is destined to be the CP?But what to do...

In this room, Jiang Wei heard the sound of footsteps gradually approaching and then gradually receding, and through the shadow on the window paper, saw that Yan Liang was alone, so he lay down on the couch with some peace of mind.

But a thorn in his heart kept him awake all night.

……

In a blink of an eye, it is deep winter, the heavy snow has passed, and the winter solstice is coming.

For the first time in ten years, Jicheng had the first heavy white snow. In previous years, due to the infiltration of resentment, it was red snow and the sky was full of stench.

There are rules in the silent city, and the ritual of purifying the soul will stop when it snows. These few days, Yan Liang Jiangwei rarely has leisure. Seeing the winter solstice year, Jiang Wei was in the kitchen making a drawer of dumplings.

Yan Liang's hair didn't bother to tie it up, it was loosely draped over his shoulders, leaning aside to make tea, chatting with Jiang Wei one after another, harmonious and comfortable, when Du Yu came in and bumped into this atmosphere, he stomped his feet anxiously.

After that night, Yan Liang treated him differently than before, and was much more polite and reserved. He was annoyed that he drank a few sips of wine that day, and acted a little too hastily for a while, scaring his brother Liang.

After that, Du Yu also restrained himself a bit, but Yan Liang's attitude was still alienated and polite, and he couldn't get back no matter what.

How did he know that Yan Liang was not frightened by his willful behavior that day, but knew the truth about CP...

"Young Master Du, what's the use of stomping on your feet? Brother Liang won't change his mind if he breaks his leg." Wen Ran walked into the kitchen with a smile, and looked around on the exquisite pink dumplings: "What stuffing?"

Yan Liang smiled and replied, "Shrimp and pork."

The stuffing was prepared by him and Jiang Wei, so it was clear.

Du Yu became even more anxious: "Brother Liang, I'm allergic to shrimp!"

Wen Ran laughed happily: "Then I'll eat all of Mr. Du's portion."

Now Wen Ran is already familiar with the way, and every once in a while, he changes into men's clothes and comes to the lonely city to eat and drink, without the reserve and airs of the little palace master of Onikawa Fusha Palace.

Jiang Wei kneaded the dumplings in silence, raised his head from time to time, and his eyes were also directed at Yan Liang. This man's lazy and casual appearance with no hair crown was different from his usual meticulous attire.

Reflecting the bright snow light, he moved his eyes away, and his Adam's apple slipped.

Wen Ran found a low stool and sat beside Yan Liang, watching him make tea: "By the way, brother Liang, guess what I picked up on the way here?"

Yan Liang thought it was the little girl who was acting like a baby and didn't get distracted, so he casually said softly, "What good thing?"

"Guess."

"I can't guess." Perhaps because of his good nature and gentle tone, even if it is perfunctory, Yan Liang can still be perfunctory and pleasing to the eye.

Wen Ran pursed her lips, and took out a blood jade from her cuff. It was warm and radiant, bright red, and covered with blood like wisps of haze: "This one, isn't it beautiful?"

Yan Liang's face froze for an instant, and before he could speak, Jiang Wei over there had already put aside his work and asked in a deep voice, "Where did you find it?!"

Wen Ran had never seen Jiang Wei look so anxious and urgent, and he was taken aback, and said in a daze, "On the way from Guichuan to Jicheng... in the snow."

"Take me there, thank you." Jiang Wei said, his voice was unquestionable, only Wen Ran could break the barrier between Guichuan and Jicheng.

"Now?!" Du Yu and Wen Ran said in surprise in unison.

Jiang Wei nodded: "Immediately."

"Miss Wen, it's not too late, please." It was Yan Liang who spoke, and he knew that the only person in the book who had a blood jade was Ji Ke's childhood sweetheart, the junior sister, and the only daughter of the head of the Jiang family.

Jiang Zhao.

In other words, the second female he set up...

Wait, wait... According to his plot, Onikawa has always been the territory of the first female lead, Wen Ran, and the second female lead has never set foot here. Does this trend mean that the first female lead and the second female lead gather together and wait for the male protagonist to appear?

And Jiang Wei's reaction...

Yan Liang rubbed his temples, he is a bit messy now.