As the lights came on, the dark living room instantly brightened, and Xie Yuyan's full appearance was illuminated.
"Quick... turn it off..."
Xie Yuyan stood there, her shoulders bare, her hands covering her chest, glaring at Ye Feng with a mixture of shame and anger. Her smooth, delicate skin glistened like jade, and her graceful, alluring figure was a formidable sight. Ye Feng quickly closed his eyes and turned away.
"I... I'm sorry, I didn't expect that."
"Swish!"
Before Ye Feng could finish, a slipper flew past his ear and accurately hit the light switch, plunging the room back into darkness.
"Ye... Ye Feng, do you have any extra clothes?"
"Uh... I'm afraid the only thing I have are my own clothes. Could you make do with those?"
"Mmm."
Her deep blue eyes blinked, and the initial hostility in her tone had disappeared, replaced by a hint of coquettishness and an indescribable shyness.
While Ye Feng went back to his room, Xie Yuyan hopped on one foot, quickly finding her other slipper, and then darted under the sofa, swiftly pulling the blanket over herself.
Why did things end up like this? I was just looking for something to eat, and my torn clothes were thrown aside... Who knew...
Ye Feng emerged from the room with a clean shirt in hand.
"I put the clothes in front of you. Get dressed quickly."
"Mmm... thank you."
A soft murmur came from under the blanket on the sofa, followed by the faint sound of clothes rustling.
"You... you can turn the light on now."
When the light came on, Xie Yuyan was seen wearing Ye Feng's oversized white shirt. Despite Ye Feng's sturdy build, the shirt seemed a bit tight on her.
"Don't you have any bigger clothes?"
"It's not the size of the shirt... it's your own fault."
"Hmph."
Xie Yuyan didn't pick a fight with Ye Feng as she had before. She glanced down at her own impressive figure and let out a soft humph.
"How about we just have a light meal? It's better not to eat too much at night."
"That's fine, I'm not picky."
Ye Feng didn't say much more and headed to the kitchen to start cooking, leaving Xie Yuyan to sit and ponder on the sofa.
Why does this guy seem more and more pleasing to the eye? No, no, it must be the aftermath of that accident! I'm a killer, I can't let these things affect my state of mind.
Clearly, Xie Yuyan was deceiving herself, just finding an excuse to comfort her troubled heart.
"Do... do you need any help?"
As Ye Feng was preparing the simplest dish, fried rice with eggs, Xie Yuyan's voice suddenly came from behind him.
Ye Feng turned around to see that Xie Yuyan had somehow appeared two meters away without him even noticing. If she wanted to take revenge for being kidnapped, he would be done for.
No, I have to get this woman out of here as soon as possible! Staying here is a constant threat. Who knows when she might decide she doesn't like me and stab me, leaving me to die in the northwest. Who could I even complain to about that?
"Please, can you make some noise when you walk next time?"
"I'm used to it... I'll try to change..."
"Are you sure you're okay with your injury?"
"It's fine, this injury is minor compared to what I've endured in my career."
Xie Yuyan lowered her head as she said this, as if reminiscing about her past, but from the way she clenched her teeth, it seemed those memories were far from pleasant.
"Could you please crack two eggs for me? I need to break up the leftover rice a bit."
"Crack eggs? I understand."
Xie Yuyan picked up two eggs from the cutting board and placed them in front of the bowl.
"If I remember correctly, it should be like this..."
"Crack!"
The sound of the eggshell breaking echoed, and when Ye Feng looked over, he was stunned.
Xie Yuyan's hands were covered in egg yolk and broken shells. It was clear she wasn't cracking eggs; she was crushing them.
"Is this how it's done?"
"How could it be? Have you never cooked before?"
"We always ate pre-made meals; no one taught us how to cook."
"Sigh... You don't crack eggs like that. Watch carefully."
Ye Feng sighed and mourned the two innocent eggs for a moment before taking another egg and placing it in his hand.
"Watch closely. Cracking an egg is simple. You just need to tap it to make a hole, then like this..."
With a gentle twist of his hands, the eggshell split open, and a perfectly intact egg fell into the bowl.
"That's the right way to do it. Could your method even work? With a bit of breadcrumbs, your hands would be ready for frying."
"I'm sorry..."
"Why are you apologizing? I'm not your boss; you don't need to apologize to me. It's just a small thing. Just pay attention next time."
"......"
Xie Yuyan looked down at her slippery hands and unexpectedly broke into a smile.
Could I really have a life like this? It feels... quite nice.
"Alright, go wash your hands and get ready to eat. It'll be done soon."
"Mmm."
......
"Clang!"
Ye Feng placed a plate of fried rice in front of Xie Yuyan.
"Try it and see how it tastes."
"It smells so good..."
Xie Yuyan gazed at the steaming fried rice, her dry lips parting slightly. She picked up a spoon and scooped a mouthful of rice into her mouth.
"Mmm~"
"How is it? Does it suit your taste?"
"It's... it's delicious! Really, it's very good!"
After saying this, Xie Yuyan took another bite. In the past, she had always eaten dry rations and bread to fill her stomach. As a killer, she couldn't afford to be distracted by anything, and eating was merely a means to maintain her body's functions.
Now, experiencing such deliciousness after gaining her freedom, Xie Yuyan couldn't help but feel grateful for her escape. Perhaps an even better life awaited her in the future.
"Ye Feng, thank you. I'll find a way to repay you."
As Ye Feng was eating his fried rice, he suddenly heard Xie Yuyan say this. He was about to wave it off, but seeing her determined expression, he nodded in agreement.
Maybe giving her a new goal would help dispel her anxiety. That way, I wouldn't have to worry about her struggling to fit in and causing trouble.
"Let's not talk about that for now. Eat."
"Mmm..."
Soon, the sound of the spoon scraping the bottom of the bowl signaled the end of the meal. Ye Feng got up to take Xie Yuyan's dishes, but she quickly grabbed her bowl first.
"What are you doing? Give me the bowl so I can wash it."
"Let me do it. At least I can help with something."
"You're injured right now. Helping me is fine, but let's talk about that after you've recovered, okay? For now, just focus on resting."
"Ye Feng..."
Why are you being so nice to me? Why?
s the Eldest Princess, renowned for her cold and aloof detachment, became the most docile of lambs, obeying his every command without question. But when the final move was played on the chessboard, as Gu Chenghan seized everything and ascended on the verge of apotheosis, that very Princess suddenly embraced him from behind, her tone carrying a dependence never heard before: "Wait... you haven't yet... commanded me to love you forever." Gu Chenghan froze abruptly. She... hadn't been hypnotized?! ... [The Eldest Princess's Diary] [When my soul was extracted, becoming the sole spectator outside my own shell] [At first, there was overwhelming fury, until I saw] [How he used my sword to effortlessly shatter my inescapable doom] [How he wielded my authority to eradicate fatal conspiracies I had never even detected] [Like a deity, he rescued me from the deep mire I was trapped in] [If not for those annoying vixens, he and I would be a match made in heaven] [I think I am ill, gravely ill] [My deity should belong to me alone] ... "Hypnosis? Oh, it succeeded, my dear Master." "Only this time, it's my turn to hypnotize you."
e bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.
nd fell into a coma while saving his younger sister from an out-of-control car. He became a vegetable. No one knew that his consciousness had crossed into a world of cultivation. Over the course of sixty years, he began as the lowest kind of mine slave, struggling to survive amid mountains of corpses and seas of blood. By sheer chance, he eventually obtained the complete memories of a fallen Immortal King. Alchemy, medicine, formations, feng shui, physiognomy, artifact forging… Every great inheritance of the cultivation world was now his. But when he opened his eyes again, he discovered that ten full years had passed in the modern world. To pay for his treatment, his father had sold the family’s shop and house, leaving himself covered in lasting injuries and illness. His mother had cared for him day and night, and more than half of her hair had already turned white. His younger sister, who had been only fifteen back then, was now twenty-five. To help repay the family’s debts, she had been forced to lower her head and put on a smiling face in places of glittering lights and endless revelry. Only then did Chen Xuan understand that what he had lost was not merely ten years. He had lost the life his entire family was meant to have. The good news was that he had brought back the memories of an Immortal King’s entire lifetime. The bad news was that his soul had returned alone—his cultivation had not come with him. Spiritual energy was scarce, resources were depleted, and the modern world still had firearms, surveillance, capital, and laws. If he wanted to protect his family, break free from everyone’s control, and become truly invincible beneath the heavens, he would have to start all over again.
end. Thus one must continue to cultivate, and become a saint or great emperor, in order to prolong one's life. Chen Xia, however, completely reversed this. Since his transmigration, he has gained immortality, and also a system that awards him with attribute points for every year he lives. Thus between the myriad worlds, the legend of an unparalleled senior appeared. "A gentleman takes revenge; it is never too late even after ten thousand years." "When you were at your peak I yielded, now in your old age I shall trample on you." - Chen Xia
