After wearing a book, I became an egg

At that moment, Yi Qingchen had the illusion that the person in the painting was him.

But soon, he realized that this was ridiculous.

How is this possible.

The person in the painting cannot be him, and he will not appear here, this is in the book.

Yi Qingchen was stunned for a moment, and looked away from the cinnabar mole.

It's just a cinnabar mole, and it's not a rare thing, many people will have it.As for the same location... the same is the same, it's a coincidence, it's all a coincidence.

Yi Qingchen murmured in his heart several times, put aside the strange feeling, and turned his head to look around.

On the table and nearby ground, there were messy picture scrolls scattered, Yi Qingchen was inexplicably guilty.

No matter how you look at it, it looks like a scene where you will be beaten.

But putting them back in place again, he couldn't do it...

Yi Qingchen turned around twice in a panic, pursed his lips, and simply pushed all the scrolls on the table to the ground, then jumped down to the ground along the armrest of the chair, and squeezed the stack of scrolls into it bit by bit with his body. In the gap under the bookcase.

Cough, since you can't put it back, then don't let people see it...

Yi Qingchen squeezed for a long time with her round egg body, she was so tired that she couldn't see the painting scroll from the outside.He relaxed a little, rested for a while, and jumped onto the table along the chair.

With such a busy schedule, he no longer wants to bump into it anymore.

There is a copy of "Si Qing Xin Ji" on the table, the name looks like that kind of profound and boring book, but there is nothing else to read at the moment, Yi Qingchen reluctantly rolled over and opened a page.

As expected, I couldn't understand a word.I know every word, but I don't know what it means when combined.Yi Qingchen persevered for a while with a learning mentality, and finally his eyelids became heavier and heavier, and he fell asleep on the book.

The moon was in the middle of the sky, and the candles in the room were flickering, making it extremely quiet.

There were soft footsteps outside the door, and after the door opened, Jiang Hui entered the room wearing a dark robe, his face was cold, and there was still murderous intent in his eyes.He closed the door casually, and his figure suddenly paused.

There was a faint, elegant fragrance of flowers in the room.

He raised his long eyes and looked towards the desk.On the yellowed pages of the opened book, a shiny white egg lay there quietly, with several circles of flower vines wrapped around its body, clusters of small snow-white flowers bloomed beside him, trembling slightly in the cold wind.

Jiang Hui stared at the white flowers, his gaze lost for a moment.He walked to the table and couldn't help reaching out to touch the bunch of small white flowers.

In the next moment, the cluster of flowers seemed to have been corroded of vitality, and the snow-white petals quickly withered and curled, falling from the vines to the table.

Jiang Hui's fingertips trembled, subconsciously took half a step back, his face paled a little.

He looked down at his hands, and smiled self-deprecatingly: "Sure enough...I'm not even qualified to touch the flowers you planted..."

Yi Qingchen in his sleep smacked his lips, turned half of his body and continued to sleep.Probably sensing something, a cloud of pale white spiritual power oozes out from the eggshell, unconsciously touched Jiang Hui's finger, and then happily wrapped it all over.

The mass of spiritual power was soft and pure, as if someone who was ignorant of the world gently shook Jiang Hui's hand, with a hint of tenderness.

Jiang Hui lowered his eyes, the touch brought by this spiritual power was too good, he hesitated for a moment like greed, and finally pulled his finger away mercilessly.

"Don't get too close to me," he whispered, "I'm too murdered, you won't live long."

Lingli suddenly lost Jiang Hui's touch, like a child who was suddenly robbed of candy, and seemed a little dissatisfied.Yi Qingchen frowned in his sleep, the ball of spiritual power tilted left and right, and found Jiang Hui's finger again with perseverance, and entangled it happily like an octopus.

"You..." Jiang Hui frowned slightly, staring at the blob of lifeless spiritual power, he sighed for a while.

Gathering a touch of light blue spiritual power at his fingertips, he flicked lightly at Yi Qingchen's round egg body.

Yi Qingchen rolled around twice in his sleep, and the ball of white spiritual power also withdrew, as if it had never come out.

Jiang Hui stared at him for a while, then carefully put him back on the plate. After thinking for a while, he covered him with a layer of soft silk and satin, with only a little eggshell exposed, like a small quilt.

"Good night." Jiang Hui moved his lips and said two words silently.

The dark sleeves flicked past, the candles in the room were suddenly extinguished, and the entire space was plunged into deep darkness.

Yi Qingchen floated up and down in his sleep, he felt like a weightless cloud floating in the darkness.

I don't know when, a faint light suddenly lit up beside him, and when he turned his head, it was a familiar book.

Yi Qingchen picked it up and took a look. On the cover of the book were still written the words "The Supreme Being of Immortal Journey", and the words "This book is over, everything can be returned to its original place" on the inner page exuded a dazzling light, as if a very Alluring merchandise, beautifully attracting his attention.

Yi Qingchen:  …

Why this book again?What are you thinking of running in front of him, urging him to jump into the pot and cook it by himself? !

dream! !

Yi Qingchen took a deep breath, slapped the book, and slapped the book aside.

The book trembled, and floated over without giving up, blocking in front of him.

Again?

Believe it or not, he will tear it up again? !

Yi Qingchen got angry, grabbed the book, flipped to the end, and was about to tear off the part where the plot of boiling eggs was written, after reading it for a long time, she was stunned.

...It seems that there is no plot of boiled eggs.

He took a closer look, and found that the content of Yi Lingdan disappeared from the book, and Song Xingyuan, who became the protagonist, was rescued by an expert and healed his injury.Now the plot develops to the point that Song Xingyuan has captured a treasure, the Qingyuan Soul Jade, from the Deputy Envoy of Mo Daodong, and successfully brought it back to Xianmen.

The content is cut off here, Yi Qingchen thought for a while, according to the previous logic, there should be a problem with the plot here, Song Xingyuan did not bring back the Qingyuan Soul Jade smoothly.

Yi Qingchen closed the book and was silent for a while.

"This book is over, and everything can be returned to its original place."It would be a lie to say that this statement did not appeal to him.

He wants to go back.

He does not belong here, everything here is fake, he belongs to the real world outside the book, the world he has lived in for 20 years.

He still has relatives and friends over there. He doesn't know how he is in the real world during the time he's here, whether he's still alive.

Yi Qingchen pursed her lips, turned to the end of the book again, and looked at the last content over and over again.

He successfully brought the Qingyuan Soul Jade back to Xianmen... Although he didn't know what went wrong, he had to find a way to make the plot of the book unfold correctly.

With such thoughts in mind, Yi Qingchen unknowingly sank into the darkness again.

When I woke up, it was just dawn.

Because she had a good rest, Yi Qingchen felt refreshed, yawned, and suddenly found that there was an extra layer of soft satin on her body.

This is......

Could it be that Jiang Hui covered him because he was afraid that he would be cold?

Yi Qingchen got out of the silk and satin, and saw that the vines that had been wrapped around her body a few times last night were all withered now, and the clusters of white flowers withered without any one left, showing a decadent appearance.

Tsk, why is this flower so delicate, it will wither overnight.

Thank you, of course it doesn't look good.

Yi Qingchen shook the body of the egg, like a fluffy bird, easily shook off the withered vines, and the scattered withered vines fell onto the plate.He rolled out from the pile of dry vines, and when he looked up, he saw Jiang Hui who had got up and put on his clothes.

I don't know when Jiang Hui came back last night.

The other party glanced at him coldly, expressionless.The slender fingers are buttoning the last button of the neckline, under the dark velvet fabric, the knuckles are as clean as cold jade.

Yi Qingchen's eyes fell on it, he glanced at it, and then he looked at it again, for some reason he was suddenly hungry.

He pursed his lips and turned around twice. Just as he was hesitating how to express his hunger to the other party, that fair and beautiful hand fell into sight.

"Are you hungry?"

After the words fell, Jiang Hui's fingertips gathered a touch of light blue spiritual power, hovering over Yi Qingchen from a little distance away.

Yi Qingchen was stunned for a moment, and then a faint white spiritual power seeped out from the egg body, and she couldn't wait to wrap the ball of blue spiritual power, hugging her tightly and not letting go.

This time he was fed much more spiritual power than the first time, probably because he had seen his true food intake, so he didn't hold him back anymore.Yi Qingchen was happy with his spiritual power, and suddenly found that Jiang Hui didn't touch him this time.

Didn't you want to touch him when you got the chance before, why didn't you touch him this time?

Unable to tell what kind of psychology it was, Yi Qingchen jumped towards that hand.Jiang Hui narrowed his eyes slightly, and moved his hands away slightly.

"Are you full?" Although it was a question, Jiang Hui had already withdrawn his hand.

Yi Qingchen didn't pay attention to it at all.

...Why didn't you touch him all of a sudden?

What's going on, could it be that something happened to this egg body, has it become unattractive?

Yi Qingchen felt a little lost for no reason, her mind was in a mess.He turned around to see if he had really changed in the mirror, but he didn't notice a gray-clothed servant hurried in outside the door.

"Your Majesty, there is news about the Qingyuan Soul Jade, which has been transferred to Song Xingyuan. Someone saw them in Guanglan City last night. The East Deputy Envoy just woke up this morning and is preparing to go now."

"Song Xingyuan..."

Yi Qingchen finally saw himself in the mirror, still the round egg body, the eggshell was so white that it was almost transparent, like some kind of glazed jade, it hadn't changed at all.

He breathed a sigh of relief, intuitively feeling as if he had overlooked something just now.

"...Forget it, tell Dong Envoy not to go, his three lives are not enough for Song Xingyuan. I'll go get the Qingyuan Soul Jade."

"Yes!"

The attendant in gray hurriedly left again, Yi Qingchen froze on the spot.

... What did he just say?

Qingyuan Soul Jade, Jiang Hui is going to grab the Qingyuan Soul Jade!

So is this the problem that hinders the development of the plot? Because Jiang went back to snatch the Qingyuan Soul Jade, Song Xingyuan didn't bring it back to Xianmen smoothly.

Yi Qingchen's heart was pounding, looking at Jiang Hui who was walking out, he suddenly panicked.

Wait, no!Don't let Jiang Hui go out! !

Yi Qingchen spun around in a hurry, and suddenly jumped up recklessly, and under Jiang Hui's slightly surprised expression, landed in the robe on the opponent's chest.

"What are you doing?" Jiang Hui frowned sharply, took Yi Qingchen out of his robe, and put it back on the plate.

let me go!you can't go!

Yi Qingchen yelled in his head, pure white spiritual power overflowed from the egg body, like two little claws, firmly grasping Jiang Hui's robe, no matter how hard he pulled, he would not let go.

Jiang Hui gathered a touch of spiritual power at his fingertips, pointed at Yi Qingchen, and Yi Qingchen rolled upside down twice, and his little paw was forced to retract.

"Don't run around, just stay here." Jiang Hui frowned at him, then turned and left.

no......

You can't grab the Qingyuan Soul Jade...

Yi Qingchen fell limply on the table, seeing Jiang Hui's shadow walking away, was so angry that he was about to cry.