After wearing a book, I became an egg

Yi Qingchen's mind went blank, and the happiness just now was like a fragile and beautiful bubble, which shattered in an instant.

He subconsciously wanted to run away, but the mass of spiritual power bound him tightly, and he couldn't break free, which immediately made people stop thinking about running away.

"You came back by yourself?" Jiang Hui narrowed his eyes, the emotions in his eyes were dim.

Yi Qingchen was taken aback for a moment, and nodded hurriedly.

"Then when you come back, why were you running out just now?"

Yi Qingchen's head froze.

this......

How should this be explained?

Yi Qingchen blinked, and began to spin around in that ball of spiritual energy, trying to show that he was dizzy and couldn't tell the direction.

Jiang Hui watched him perform coldly for a while, and suddenly caught a glimpse of something, with a slight force on his fingers, Yi Qingchen turned his back and was locked in the spiritual power group.

What's wrong, let him go, he can't move!

Yi Qingchen subconsciously gathers two small white paws of spiritual power from the eggshell, and tries to break free from the shackles, but is firmly held down by the blue spiritual power.

Jiang Hui, who was behind him, was staring at a certain part of the white eggshell, his pupils shrinking slightly.

On the smooth and delicate eggshell, there is a knuckle-long scratch, which looks quite unsightly.This scratch looked a bit subtle, if it was caused by an accidental bump, it didn't look like it.

Instead, it seemed to be wounded by some kind of sharp sword.

Jiang Hui's jaw line was tense, and his dark eyes fell on the scratch, as if he wanted to see something from it.If it was really a sword wound, in normal circumstances, some clues can be seen from the scar, but unfortunately this scratch is too small, it is really hard to see anything.

Yi Qingchen fluttered for a long time, and finally felt the shackles all over his body loosened, and the blue spiritual power that wrapped him no longer held him down.

"You still know how to come back. You were locked in the room before, and you ate my spirit stone three times..." Jiang Hui stared at him.

Yi Qingchen shrank back guiltily, suddenly felt something was wrong.

Three times... So, Jiang Hui also knew about that time in the guest room?Did Jiang Hui go back and look for him?

Yi Qingchen couldn't help but recall that on the return trip, he waited in the carriage for a long time before Jiang Hui came up.Thinking about it this way, did Jiang Hui go looking for him at that time?

Thinking of this, Yi Qingchen felt a little strange in his heart, as if the person in front of him was a little warmer than he remembered, and became less scary.

Jiang Hui looked at him, remembering something, and lowered his eyes halfway: "Forget it, I won't pursue you."

The matter of Lingshi is not pursued, and the matter of running around is not pursued.Yi Qingchen breathed a sigh of relief.

If you don't arouse suspicion, you will be more than half successful.

Jiang Hui supported him to walk back, Yi Qingchen lay obediently in the blue spiritual power group, the surrounding spiritual power was like tempting food, stimulating his self-control from time to time.Yi Qingchen couldn't hold it back for a long time, quietly took a small mouthful of spiritual power, and then raised his eyes to see Jiang Hui's reaction.

Jiang Hui ignored him.

Yi Qingchen felt relieved, opened her mouth and started to eat happily.

When he entered the door of the bedroom, the ball of spiritual power was pitted by him, unable to support his weight, Yi Qingchen fell from mid-air into Jiang Hui's robe.

He got half of his egg body out of his robe, thinking that Jiang Hui was going to throw him out of his robe like last time, but found that Jiang Hui didn't move.He looked up strangely, and saw Jiang Hui standing at the door looking at the side of the bed, with a deadly expression on his face.

Yi Qingchen's heart skipped a beat, she subconsciously shrank into her robe, not daring to vent her breath.

...Then what, isn't it just a prisoner who ran away, why is his expression so scary?

Yi Qingchen huddled in his robes and did not dare to move, the scene of landslides and earth shattering the sky and earth had already begun to appear in his mind, and somehow felt that if he caught his attention at this time, he might be torn to pieces by the raging spiritual power .

But the sky did not collapse, and the earth did not crack.

Jiang Hui took a deep breath, as if he had suppressed something, and walked towards the bed step by step, when he passed the desk, he suddenly turned his head and stopped.

He saw the unusually conspicuous note on the table.

Yi Qingchen swallowed unconsciously, her heart raised in her throat.

"This is..." Jiang Hui walked to the table, and with his slender and strong fingers, he picked up the piece of paper that looked like a ghost drawing.After a while, he narrowed his eyes and raised his sharp brow slightly.

In the eerie silence, Yi Qingchen was so nervous that he froze all over, not daring to look at Jiang Hui's expression.

Faintly, he felt that sharp gaze falling on him.

"Easy to dust."

A low voice sounded, Yi Qingchen's eyelids twitched, subconsciously shuddered, and quickly restrained after reacting.

He is an egg now he is not Yi Qingchen, he is an egg now he is not Yi Qingchen......

The cyan spiritual power enveloped him again, dragged him out, and put him on the table silently, with the ghost painting talisman beside him.Yi Qingchen froze in place, staring straight at Jiang Hui's black robe in front of him, not daring to look at the ghostly painting talisman.

He felt the cyan spiritual power like a cool finger caressing his eggshell thoughtfully.

Although it was very comfortable, he didn't enjoy it at all, it was too painful.

Did Jiang Hui realize that "Yi Qingchen" was an egg, and did he believe the note he left?

Yi Qingchen pursed her lips and waited quietly, wishing that there would be a hole on the table to hide him in, and never endure this difficult moment again.

After a while, Jiang Hui's low voice finally sounded in the air: "Yi Qingchen is gone, he ran quite fast."

The spiritual power stroking him also retreated, the stagnant air around him suddenly loosened, and Yi Qingchen's stiff body finally relaxed.

...Great, got over it.

Yi Qingchen slumped on the table, exhaling a long breath.

Jiang Hui looked at him with dark eyes, and an imperceptible unbearable flashed in his eyes. He closed his eyes, concealed his emotions, and said in a low voice, "Let's go, let him go."

Yi Qingchen closed her eyes, she was so happy that she almost burst out laughing.He rolled happily on the table twice, and wanted to rub Jiang Hui's fingers again, but Jiang Hui immediately pulled his hand away.

...Why didn't you touch it again?

Yi Qingchen looked up at the other party, Jiang Hui had already turned around, walked around to the front of the table in two or three steps, and sat on the chair.

Jiang Hui's long and narrow eyes stared at Yi Qingchen for a while, then lowered them again.He took out a notebook that was on the table and began to write on it.

Yi Qingchen is not interested in peeping into other people's privacy. Since Jiang Hui didn't let him grind his ink, he is also happy to have a leisurely time. It just happened that he ran so far before and was exhausted and exhausted, so it's time to take a rest.

Yi Qingchen originally found a random place beside him, laying down and resting.But I don't know why today, Jiang Hui was writing, his eyes seemed to be glued to him, and he couldn't help looking at him.

That gaze is soft, dark, and has an indescribable meaning, which makes people feel inexplicably uncomfortable in their hearts.

But as soon as Yi Qingchen made a slight movement, Jiang Hui immediately looked away again, as if what happened just now had never happened.

...strange, what happened to him, is there a problem?

Didn't it all go away? Why do you always look at him quietly?

Yi Qingchen couldn't figure it out, probably felt that he was a bit guilty of cheating the other party just now, and couldn't bear the other party's attention, Yi Qingchen silently rolled to the side, hid the whole egg body behind a pile of books, and finally blocked it. It caught the other party's seemingly invisible sight.

The bedroom is very quiet, only the slight rustling sound of pen and ink passing through the book.

Yi Qingchen unconsciously fell asleep in the sound.

He smacked his lips in his sleep, turned over, and as he continued to sleep—

There was a faint sound of breaking wind.

Yi Qingchen lost her balance and rolled down from the table!

Yi Qingchen opened her eyes in horror from her sleep, and instinctively condensed her little white claws. When she wanted to grab something beside her with all her might, a hand caught him faster than he could react.

"......"ah!

Yi Qingchen was held firmly in that hand, probably because of an emergency, that hand didn't even have time to support him through spiritual power.Contrary to the slightly cool temperature of the fingertips, the temperature of the palm of that hand was scorching hot, making the whole body hot from ironing.

Yi Qingchen opened his eyes and looked, Jiang Hui bent down to catch him, his heavy eyes flicked past him, and he exhaled imperceptibly.

"Don't sleep in such a dangerous place." Jiang Hui frowned sharply, and his tone was a little stiff, as if he was angry.

But Yi Qingchen faintly felt that the anger didn't seem to be aimed at him.

But if it's not aimed at him, who is it aimed at?Could it be that he directed Jiang back to himself?

He accidentally fell under the table while sleeping, why is Jiang Hui angry at himself?

This logic is really unreasonable, Yi Qingchen thought about it and then left it behind.

Yi Qingchen nestled in the opponent's palm, waiting for the opponent to put him back.But for some reason, Jiang Hui suddenly paused when he got up.

what happened?

Yi Qingchen raised his eyes suspiciously, Jiang Hui stared at a place with lowered eyes, his long eyes narrowed slightly.He followed the other person's gaze and saw——

Saw--

In the gap at the bottom of the bookshelf, a pile of picture scrolls was stuffed in a mess.

Yi Qingchen: "..."

As if a basin of cold water had been poured over her head, Yi Qingchen felt that the whole egg was cold.