C37

When the passing palace maids saw them, they couldn't help but look at the two of them in envy.

As Wei Yi walked down the palace path while carrying Wangchuan, the Wangchuan in his arms gently caressed his chest.

It was unknown how Wangchuan managed to muster so much strength when he was thin.

When they arrived at the entrance of the palace, it was completely silent outside. It was obvious that the people at the banquet had not come out yet.

The servant's eyes widened when he saw Wu Chuan, who was in his family's thousand year old embrace. If Wei Yi had not been present, his mouth would have probably been the size of a pigeon's egg.

He had always thought that a thousand years would be filled with a cold-blooded, heartless, unapproachable appearance. He never thought that he would still be able to see this scene.

The attendant suppressed his shocked expression and closed the curtain on Wei Yi.

Wei Yi naturally sensed his subordinate's astonishment and was too lazy to bother with it. Right now, all of his attention was on Wu Chuan.

Wei Yi wanted to try and remove the hand that was tightly holding onto his clothes. After trying for a long time, it was of no use, so he allowed Wu Chuan to wrinkle the brocade robe on his body.

Perhaps the bumpiness and the speed of the carriage made him frown uncomfortably.

Moments later, the attendant heard his thousand-year-old voice from behind the curtain, "Steady, slow down."

The servant answered carefully, and the carriage began to slow down.

After an hour, they finally arrived at the Wei Residence.

Wei Yi got off the carriage first and carried Wangchuan out. He was just about to move forward.

Su He, who was behind him, saw this and asked Wei Yi, "Thousand years old, why don't I help you carry it?"

Wei Yi stopped and turned around, but it was just a glance. Although it was just a single glance, there seemed to be an endless amount of pressure within it.

Su He hurriedly retreated a few steps, lowering his head, not daring to meet Wei Yi's gaze.

Wei Yi paid no attention to Su He who was standing on the spot and directly carried him towards the house.

Inside the Forgotten River House.

After Wei Yi entered, he gently placed Wu Chuan on the wooden bed as he watched Wu Chuan with a gentle and somewhat fragmented gaze.

Recalling the sight of Wangchuan crying while holding him in the palace, Wei Yi covered his mouth and laughed lightly.

Even he didn't think that Wangchuan would have such a pitiful scene, it really made his heart ache.

The candle flame danced on Wangchuan's creamy face, reflecting a more obedient and gentle look than usual.

Wei Yi was extremely fond of seeing the cute and innocent look on the young girl's face. Only in this way would he be able to take off his own strong mask.

He quietly sat beside the bed and looked at Wu Chuan's sleeping face. He knew that it was getting late, so he stretched out his hand to cover Wu Chuan with the quilt. Just as he was about to leave, he felt someone tugging at his sleeves from behind.

Wei Yi's eyes showed slight astonishment as he turned his head around, only to see Wangchuan's hand reaching out and grabbing tightly onto the corner of his clothes. The strength of the hand actually made it difficult for Wei Yi to struggle free for a moment, causing a helpless smile to appear on his face as he looked at Wangchuan.

He leaned his head against the chair beside him and closed his eyes with a smile on his face.

That night, Wu Chuan slept extremely soundly.

"..."

The morning sun shone through the gap of the wooden window onto the house, and outside the window, there seemed to be a few unknown birds happily crying out.

Wu Chuan opened his hazy eyes, and the first thing he saw was Wei Yi, who had fallen asleep at the side.

Immediately, his almond-shaped eyes widened, and his mind kept thinking about what had happened yesterday.

Suddenly, the drunken memories of yesterday gradually surfaced in his mind.

So it turned out that she had actually done these things yesterday?

Wangchuan's mind instantly went blank as he watched Wei Yi An sleep on the side of his exquisite face. Wangchuan instantly felt as if his face had been roasted by the scorching heat of the sun.

He then looked at Wei Yi, who was sleeping by the side, and blinked his eyes. After realizing that he wasn't dreaming, he swiftly pulled the blanket over his head. No matter how stuffy the blanket was, he used it to tightly cover his head and wished that he could bury his head in the ground as well.

What's wrong with me? Why would I do such an outrageous thing …

Forgotten thought for a moment. It must have been something about the wine that caused him to lose his mind and do such a thing.

His face was completely red, and he stared blankly, unwilling to raise his head to face Wei Yi.

When Wei Yi heard the commotion, he opened his eyes and looked at Wu Chuan who had wrapped himself in a blanket and refused to come out. He paid no attention to him and only got up to stretch his stiff body that had slept through the entire night.

Wei Yi's eyes were like the sunlight of an early morning outside as they hid a small, fragmented smile that he did not conceal in the slightest. However, Wu Chuan did not notice it.

He waited for a while, but his head still stuck out of the quilt.

Wei Yi couldn't wait any longer and hurriedly lifted off the tight blanket that had been wrapped around Wangchuan. He leaned his handsome face over to Wangchuan as he laughed in a voice that couldn't be concealed, "What's going on? Put your head under the covers. "

Wangchuan watched as the quilt covering her was lifted by Wei Yi, and her expression turned extremely unnatural. She stammered, "No, it's nothing." Wangchuan had lost the protection of his quilt, and his entire upper body was now exposed to Wei Yi's eyes.

Wangchuan attempted to take the blanket back from Wei Yi, but the other party was too strong and she was unable to pull it back. She could only allow Wei Yi to hold onto her blanket, while Wangchuan could only sit up and face his gaze.

Wei Yi couldn't conceal the smile in his eyes any longer when he saw the embarrassed look on Wangchuan's face.

Noticing that Wangchuan's hand was unconsciously grabbing onto his clothes, he didn't dare to raise his head to look Wei Yi in the eye. His appearance was extremely similar to that of a child who had done something wrong and was caught by his parents.

Wei Yi's eyes were filled with smiles as he looked at Wu Chuan. He crouched down and leaned close to him. "What are you being shy for? It's not like this Regional Commander will do anything to you."

Wangchuan was so agitated by Wei Yi's words that he abruptly raised his head and shot a glance into Wei Yi's soul-stirring eyes.

For a time, the surrounding air seemed to have frozen.

"Cough cough." Wangchuan cleared his throat awkwardly a few times before Wei Yi came back to his senses, a glint of light flowing through his eyes. Hurry, get up, wash up, and eat. Since your stomach has been empty all night, you must be hungry already. "

Wu Chuan lowered his head as he heard Wei Yi's words and rubbed his empty stomach. He seemed to be very hungry.

After Wei Yi finished speaking, he lifted up his robes and prepared to leave. However, a slightly nervous voice suddenly rang out from behind him, "Thousand years old, I was in the wrong yesterday. I …"

Wei Yi, who was about to raise his foot and leave, stopped on the spot when he heard Wu Chuan's words. Before he could finish his sentence, he raised his hand and interrupted her.

He saw Wei Yi standing in front of the sculpted wooden door, wearing a set of dark golden inscriptions under the morning sun. His tall figure seemed like a celestial figure as he turned to the side and softly said, "No worries, I didn't feel anything was amiss." If you didn't listen carefully, these words would seem to be floating in the air.

After he finished speaking, the corner of Wei Yi's black clothes disappeared into the distance.

Wu Chuan sat on the bed in shock for a while. When he came back to his senses, he realized that he was still wearing the same clothes as yesterday.

He immediately got off the bed, changed his clothes, washed his face and rinsed his mouth. After changing his clothes, he returned to his room and prepared to put on his shoes.

Inadvertently, he caught a glimpse of the soft chair at the head of her bed. Wei Yi must have spent the night in her room in a very uncomfortable and uncomfortable position.

As he thought up to this point, a thin layer of red fog rose up from Wu Chuan's cheeks. He stretched out his slightly cold hand to pat his messy thoughts and prepared to leave, but the curtain suddenly moved.