After wearing a book, I became an egg

When the carriage set off, there was almost no movement. Maybe it was a different type of spirit beast. This kind of spirit beast was too stable to pull the carriage, and could not feel anything except a slight shaking.

In the enclosed space, Jiang Hui was sitting a little distance away from him, and Yi Qingchen was leaning against the window, both of them had different thoughts and did not speak.I don't know when, Yi Qingchen's head was bit by bit, and she couldn't help closing her eyes and falling asleep.

In a daze, he vaguely felt that someone had leaned over, carefully helped him put on some clothes, and then put him down on the soft bed.

Yi Qingchen lay on the soft bed, changed to a more comfortable position and continued to sleep, but the wound on the back was still painful, as if the whole body was being pulled by a tendon, and could not fall into a deep sleep.

"..." Pain.

Yi Qingchen frowned unconsciously.

He vaguely felt a piece of cool fingertips caressing the center of his brow, and then gentle and pure spiritual power poured in from the touching skin, walking along the spiritual veins in his body, diluting it instantly like a gentle and powerful spring water. the pain.

After a while, the hand moved away, carefully brushed along the end of his hair, and lightly touched the side of his face.

"......Is that you."

"But why are you so weak..."

Intermittent whispers drifted into Yi Qingchen's ear, and then drifted out of the other ear without leaving any impression.

Yi Qingchen fell into a deep sleep.

In the floating darkness, he saw the familiar light again.

It was a glowing book.

Yi Qingchen picked up the book familiarly, turned to the last few pages, and breathed a sigh of relief after scanning quickly.

Sure enough, the subsequent plot began to advance smoothly.Starting from the end where it was broken last time, the book showed the subsequent content stroke by stroke at a rather slow speed, and now it shows that Song Xingyuan has successfully returned to Xianmen with Qingyuan Soul Jade.

Yi Qingchen stared at the last page and waited for a while, wanting to see what was going to follow, but this book seemed to be written by a sloth, and it took a long time to wait for a single word.He sat withered for a long time, couldn't bear it any longer, and closed the book with a snap.

Forget it, it doesn’t matter if you don’t watch it, anyway, the plot has progressed normally, and there is no problem.But if you have to wait for it to finish before you can return to the real world, you may have to wait until the Year of the Monkey.Yi Qingchen slandered a few words, and comforted himself: Anyway, there is something to look forward to, it's better than nothing.

When he regained consciousness from his sleep, the carriage had already stopped.

...It's over, and he said he wanted to find a chance to escape halfway. Now that he has reached his destination, where is the chance to escape?

Yi Qingchen, Yi Qingchen, why are you so sleepy?

Yi Qingchen's heart was ashamed, and after staying for two seconds, he suddenly realized that he hadn't turned back into an egg yet.Not only did this knowledge not let him breathe a sigh of relief, but it was like a sharp knife hanging above his head, and he didn't know when it would fall.

...How come you haven't changed back after this journey?Forget it doesn't matter, it will definitely change soon.

Like a salted fish giving up struggling, Yi Qingchen closed her eyes and continued to pretend to be asleep.He felt that Jiang Hui picked him up from the car, got out of the car and walked steadily into the Palace of Bliss. The surroundings were extremely quiet along the way, as if he deliberately lowered the volume.

Yi Qingchen leaned against Jiang Hui's arms, and the familiar, cold and pleasant smell enveloped her, making her extremely comfortable.

He was carried into a dormitory, and when he was placed on the bed, he recognized Jiang Hui's bed almost instantly by virtue of the familiarity.

Yi Qingchen couldn't help beating a drum in his heart.

What's going on, is there only this one bed in such a big palace of bliss?

Is it appropriate to let the captives sleep on the demon king's bed?

Yi Qingchen felt uneasy, and after Jiang Hui arranged him carefully, the surrounding fell into silence.

Even if he didn't see it, he could vaguely feel that the other party's eyes fell on him, and he didn't look away for a long time.Sometimes no one pays attention to the matter of pretending to sleep, but the more it looks like it, once someone pays attention, the person who pretends to sleep will feel more and more nervous.

Yi Qingchen felt that his breathing was a little stiff, he tried his best to imitate the light and natural breathing sound, not daring to think too much.For a moment, he even wondered if the other party had discovered something.

...how is it still here?

What's so interesting about a sleeping person? Is Mozun so free? Hurry up and get busy with other things!

Yi Qingchen could hardly hold on any longer.

Squeak.

The door of the temple was gently opened, and there were soft footsteps, and someone came in.

"Your Majesty, after you left that day, the Lingshi in the palace did not know why..."

"Shh."

The voice of the maid's report suddenly disappeared into the air.

"Go out and talk." Jiang Hui whispered.

There was another rustling sound, Jiang Hui and the maid seemed to have gone out.With a click, the sound of the palace door closing was like a mechanism, and Yi Qingchen's hanging heart finally fell down.

Great, finally, finally...

Yi Qingchen exhaled slowly, and his whole body relaxed.He opened his eyes cautiously, and saw——

I saw the scene in front of me zooming in rapidly——

The quilt instantly flooded the top of the head——

He nestled firmly in the center of the bed, with the quilt on his head, and he couldn't see his fingers.

Yi Qingchen: "..."

It was so timely, one minute later, he could perform the disappearing living technique for Jiang Hui on the spot.

Yi Qingchen shook her body in a complicated mood, the quilt was tightly covered, a little breathless.He worked hard to get under the soft quilt, and finally got half of his body round.

There was no one in the bedroom, and the intermittent birdsong sounded from far outside the window, diluting the dead silence.

Yi Qingchen rolled to the side of the bed, remembering that the maid came in just now, as if she was reporting about Lingshi.

Lingshi.

He thought of the spirit stone that he had eaten into broken stones a few days ago, and felt guilty for a while.At that time, the situation was urgent, and there was no time to deal with the aftermath. Now that the incident has happened, I don't know if Jiang Hui will notice him.

Jiang Hui had not been out for a long time, so he might come back anytime.When the time comes to find that the person on the bed is gone, but there is an egg in the room, isn't that telling the other party clearly that he is an egg? !

Yi Qingchen's heart beat like a drum, wanting to struggle to the death.

If he can still eat some spiritual power, maybe he can turn back into a human body again.

He looked around in a panic, rolled from the bed to the carpet in desperation, and then rolled to the desk. Spiritual power penetrated from the surface of the eggshell and grabbed onto the leg of the table, trying to climb up.

Probably because the spiritual power is too weak, this time the small white claws formed by the spiritual power are much lighter, as if there is not much power.Yi Qingchen gritted her teeth, tremblingly grabbed the table leg, and moved up bit by bit.After a lot of effort, I finally climbed to the position of the drawer.

He took a few breaths, pursed his lips and stretched out his claws, hooked the drawer, and pulled it hard——

wow.

The drawer was pulled open, and there were some miscellaneous things in it, but there was no trace of Lingshi.

Yi Qingchen was in despair.

Panting, he climbed onto the table, collapsed on the table, and stared at the ceiling without moving.

It's really over now. When Jiang returns later, he will see a white egg lying on the table, and there is no one on the bed. Will the relationship between eggs and people still be unclear?

Yi Qingchen was thinking in confusion, when he caught a glimpse of the pen and ink on the table from the corner of his eye, his eyes suddenly lit up.

......and many more.

His heart was pounding, he swallowed, and slowly rolled to the side of the pen and ink.

When a person disappears, besides turning into an egg, it could also be that he ran away!If he left a note saying that he was gone, and the egg body pretended to just come back from the outside, wouldn't the two be in contact? !

But I have to hurry up and sneak out after finishing writing, Jiang Hui will probably be back soon after so long!

Yi Qingchen was breathing a little faster, he clenched his lips, hurriedly turned out the back of a piece of paper with his small paws, and grabbed the pen again.

The claws are so fuzzy that they can't hold the brush steadily, it feels like two silk threads are pulling the brush to write, it is wobbly, Yi Qingchen is anxious to break it off.He held his breath, and it took a lot of effort to control it, barely leaving a line of words like an earthworm on the paper.

[Yi has something important to do, so let's go first.Easy to light dust]

The ink dots on this line of characters flew around randomly, mixed with the strokes, and those who didn't know it thought the writer had disheveled hair and looked crazy.After Yi Qingchen finished writing, he took a quick look to make sure he could recognize the words, then threw the pen on the table, turned around and rolled down the table.

Falling from a high place is much easier. In the blink of an eye, Yi Qingchen excitedly rolled from the table to the chair, from the chair to the ground, and rolled to the door.He forcefully opened the door a crack, squeezed the round egg body, and successfully squeezed out.

The moment the warm sunlight shone on her body, the whole person seemed to be reborn from the darkness, and Yi Qingchen was so moved that she almost burst into tears.

he finally...

It finally worked!

Yi Qingchen was touched by the sunlight for a few seconds, took a breath, and began to roll out along the empty aisle.

Because the aisle in the inner hall is close to the Demon Lord, there are few people there.He rolled happily round and round, and rolling dizzily couldn't stop his happy mood.He was getting farther and farther away from the dormitory, as if he had escaped from some terrible abyss, and he even hummed a little song in his mind.

He turned a corner, and he had the impression that the door to the inner hall was right in front of him.

Puff tart.

A sense of dizziness and weightlessness struck, Yi Qingchen's entire egg body suddenly flew into the air, a cloud of blue spiritual power wrapped him, pulling him forcefully but gently into the air.

A familiar, distant and pleasant smell spreads gradually, Yi Qingchen stabilized his mind, trembling all over because of this smell.

Yi Qingchen's heart was beating rapidly as if he had sensed something intuitively.He raised his eyes slowly, and Jiang Hui, who was dressed in black clothes, stood quietly in front of him. The facial features under the light and shadow were deep and calm, and there was no emotion in those long dark eyes.

In the silent and long air, one person and one egg, two eyes met each other in mid-air.