The Yandere’s Kiss Extends My Life

On the way to Kyoto, Yan Mu and Yu Yuan were in peace.

Everything seems to be back to the past.

Yan Mu jumped out of the carriage, and the oncoming wind was a bit dry, not as wet as Qingshui Village.

Chu Cong took everyone back to the mansion, but he went to the palace to ask for peace.

Yan Mu knew Chu Cong's identity from the very beginning, so he was not surprised when he came to the Second Prince's Mansion; Yu Yuan had guessed early on that Chu Cong had a political background, and his face was faint, and he could not see any mood swings.

The person who surprised the most was Yan's father.

He couldn't believe it till now, he just became a man who eats royal meals so inexplicably.

Yan Mu and Yu Yuan were temporarily placed in the guest room, while Yan's father went to Xiaoqing's father to ask for advice on the craftsmanship of flowers and plants.

For a time, only Yan Mu and Yu Yuan were left.

There was a well in the small courtyard, and Chu Cong made people ice the watermelon in advance.

Yu Yuan fished out the watermelon, cut the watermelon in half with a knife, and handed it to Yan Mu.

Yan Mu digs and eats with a small spoon.

The watermelon was cold, Yan Mu squinted, and his face was full of contentment.

Yu Yuan stood by Yan Mu.

Yan Mu was stared at him uncomfortably and touched his face.

"Is there anything on my face?" Yan Mu asked.

"There is a melon seed." Yu Yuan moved naturally to remove the melon seed from her lips.

Yan Mu was taken aback, and his body shrank back subconsciously.

Yu Yuan glanced over Yan Mu's reaction, and said calmly: "What? Brother wiped his sister's mouth, is this too close?"

"...Not counting." Yan Mushu breathed a sigh of relief.

She seems too sensitive.

Can't be so surprised, it would be too unfair to Yu Yuan.

Yan Mu hesitated for a while, took out a small handkerchief and wiped the sweat on Yu Yuan.

"Thanks for your hard work."

Yu Yuan had done a lot to move his luggage and clean up the house, and Yan Mu thanked him for his help.

"My sister wipes the sweat off my brother, this is not too close," Yan Mu added in a low voice.

Yu Yuan twitched his mouth.

In a trance, the two seemed to have returned to their days in Qingshui Village.

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When Ye Yuyuan didn't come to climb the bed.

The bedding in Mingming Mansion was soft and comfortable, and the incense burner was still lighted with soothing fragrance, but Yan Mu still suffered from insomnia.

Fortunately, she had just died, and the dark circles under her eyes were not very serious.

She was about to ask Yu Yuan to eat together, knocked on the door next door, but no one answered.

"Girl Yan is looking for Yu Gongzi?" someone stopped her.

Yan Mu turned his head, but saw that she was a pretty maid dressed in pink.

"You are?" She looked familiar, but didn't know the name of the maid in front of her.

"The maidservant is a painting screen." The maid hurriedly said, "The maidservant was helping out in Girl Yan's room that day packing her luggage."

"It's you." Yan Mu remembered, and she smiled at the painting screen: "Thank you."

Yan Mu's facial features are now open, his face is more delicate, and such a smile is even more amazing.

I was stunned to see the picture on the screen.

It is indeed the woman brought by His Highness.

Born so beautiful, I'm afraid it's just around the corner to become a concubine.

Huaping was envious in her heart.

"Don't dare to be it." Huaping replied: "Young Master Yu followed His Highness out of the house early in the morning."

"That's it..." Yan Mu felt lost, "then Yu Yuan did you say when to come back?"

"Young Master Yu doesn't like to talk, and the servants dare not ask more about the affairs of His Royal Highness." Hua Ping said.

Seeing Yan Mu's expression depressed, she hurriedly said, "The work of the slave girl has just finished. If the girl Yan stays uninterested, the slave girl can talk to girl Yan."

Huaping rubbed his hands nervously.

"Okay." Yan Mu thought for a while, then suddenly smiled: "Then I will tell you a story, right?"

"Huh?" The painting screen was dumbfounded.

She thought it was Yan Mu who was joking, but she didn't expect that Yan Mu was really telling stories.

Moreover, the subject matter of the story is very novel, and the painting screen has never been heard before in Kyoto.

Huaping was fascinated for a while, seeing that Yan Mu stopped talking, and hurriedly asked: "What happened to the fake daughter later?"

"I'll talk to you tomorrow." Yan Mu said dryly.

Due to the background of the times, Yan Mu initially thought that ancient women would prefer the sweet essays with emotional flow.

However, through practice, it has been found that the main female lead is also very receptive to face-shuangwen.

Sure enough, no matter what era, Su Shuangtian is king.

Yan Mu sighed.

"Piping, you call a few more sisters over tomorrow, and I will tell you the story." Yan Mu said cheerfully.

"Miss Yan, how did this work?" Huaping was flattered, "How can I listen to you for nothing?"

"Chu... Your Royal Highness will open a bookstore in a few days. Some books are specifically for girls." Yan Mu said busy. "I will tell you about the books you are going to sell. Yes, just say it boldly, and it's a big help to your Highness."

After all, web writing is something in another world.

Yan Mu was still worried about the generation gap.

"His Royal Highness, I will also make arrangements first, and will not let the woman call you lazy." Yan Mu added.

"Okay." Huaping nodded.

She reluctantly prepared to go back, walked halfway, but turned back again.

"Miss Yan, you are the younger sister of Yu Gongzi." Hua Ping was full of shame, "Then do you know Yu Gongzi...Does Yu Gongzi have anyone he admires?"

"Huh?" Yan Mu was stunned.

Well, she just said how enthusiastic painting screen is, it turned out that Yu Yuan was in love with it.

For a while, she felt a little weird in her heart.

But she remembered what she had said to Yu Yuan, and sighed again.

She is the author and a bystander who has witnessed Yu Yuan's glorious life.

She can be Yu Yuan's friend or Yu Yuan's sister.

But it can't be Yu Yuan's lover alone.

She is going home.

Therefore, Yan Mu pulled out an ugly smile, and said to the painting screen: "No, he doesn't have anyone he likes."

"Very good."

Painted the screen happily, and didn't notice that Yan Mu's expression was wrong.

"Lady Yan, do you know what Young Master Yu likes to eat?" Hua Ping continued his efforts.

Yu Yuan likes to eat steamed eggs.

But Yan Mu opened his mouth and couldn't say this sentence.

So she shook her head and said to the painting screen: "...I don't know."

"It's okay, thank you Miss Yan." Hua Ping left happily.

After painting the screen, Yan Mu sat alone on the swing under the tree in a daze.

It is clear that Yu Yuan is getting better and better, and there are even people who admire him.

But why is she not happy anymore.

Yan Mu sighed and ate the remaining ice watermelon depressedly.

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Yu Yuan came back very late, still carrying a faint smell.

The light in Yan Mu's room was still on, and Yu Yuan was afraid that Yan Mu might smell his body, so he went to his room and took a shower lightly before coming out.

He was damp and knocked on Yan Mu's door.

Yan Mu rubbed his eyes and came over to open the door in a daze.

"...So you are already asleep?" Yu Yuan's complexion was slightly stagnant, and a gleam of light flashed in his eyes.

"No, I'm waiting for you to go home." Yan Mu tried to open his eyes wide.

She lay on the table waiting for Yu Yuan to come back, and fell asleep by accident.

"I couldn't sleep yesterday. I wasn't in a good spirit today, so I was sleepy while waiting." Yan Mu asked Yu Yuan to enter the room and poured him a glass of water.

Yu Yuan took the water and drank slowly.

"You don't have to wait for me in the future, I will be busy for a while." Yu Yuan said.

Yan Mu shook his head, looked at Yu Yuan and said seriously: "I have to wait."

She is the author, and she knows how dangerous what Yu Yuan did under Chu Cong.

She couldn't sleep without seeing the living Yu Yuan coming back.

Yu Yuan's hand holding the cup stagnated, and a smile flashed across his eyes.

He quickly faintly smiled, and changed the subject: "I will go to the hospital tomorrow, it would be nice to help you get some sleep aid."

He lowered his eyes, his facial features were submerged in the shadow, Yan Mu couldn't see his expression clearly.

"Okay." Yan Mu didn't think much about it, and readily accepted Yu Yuan's proposal.

Yu Yuan turned his face slightly, and suddenly showed a weird smile where Yan Mu couldn't see it.

It's like a wild beast has locked its prey, vowing to swallow the prey alive and wipe it clean.

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The next day, Yu Yuan still came back very late.

His black hair stood tall and his clothes were changed into expensive brocade. He pursed his red lips slightly, clearly giving birth to a pair of passionate eyes, but there was no trace of emotion in his eyes.

Yu Yuan's figure is very good, with broad shoulders and narrow waist, Yushu facing the wind.

At first glance, he was not like Chu Cong's subordinate, but more like a noble son in Kyoto.

Yu Yuan didn't need to do anything, as long as he stopped there, he would be able to attract all the women's eyes.

He came to the small courtyard and smiled at the dim candlelight in Yan Mu's room.

The ice under his eyes melted instantly and turned into warm spring water.

Holding a box of spices, Yu Yuan was about to knock on Yan Mu's door, but he suddenly blocked someone in front of him.

"Amu?"

The person in front of him was dressed in pink, about the same size as Yan Mu.

Yu Yuan's hand holding the spices tightened, his complexion suddenly softened.

What did Amu do for him so late?

Could it be that Amu missed him?

Yu Yuan moved slightly in his heart, and was about to speak, but he was sensitively aware that something was wrong.

"You're not Yan Mu." His tone instantly became cold.

Yan Mu is night blind, how could he run around at night.

Could it be that who knew his thoughts on Yan Mu and wanted to use this weakness to cause trouble?

Yu Yuan's eyes became sharp instantly.

The person in front of her didn't know anything about it. She raised her head shyly and handed Yu Yuan a food box.

Yu Yuan just looked at it coldly and didn't pick it up.

"Young Master Yu, I am Huaping." Huaping did not dare to look at Yu Yuan, and quickly lowered his head.

Her hand holding the food box stagnated in mid-air, and she felt disappointed when she saw that Yu Yuan hadn't picked it up.

However, she remembered that Yu Yuan had no one she liked, and she immediately summoned courage in her heart.

She opened the food box, which was filled with spicy chicken and boiled pork slices.

"Young Master Yu, this is a spicy dish I made with Shabu Shabu." Huaping heard that Yu Yuan and Yan Mu are both southerners.

The south is very humid, so you might like to eat hot peppers, right?

After all, Huaping looked at Yu Yuan expectantly.

Unexpectedly, Yu Yuan still didn't take the food box, but looked at her carefully.

In the end, his gaze stopped on the pink shirt that painted the screen.

A look of disgust flashed through Yu Yuan's eyes, and he opened his mouth and said, "Take it off."

"Huh?" Huaping's face was flushed, and he looked up at Yu Yuan in disbelief, "Young Master Yu, what did you say?"

Yu Yuan turned his head away, repeating word by word: "You took off your clothes."

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