The Reborn Young Master’s Pampered Cousin (93)
As though afraid of frightening her.
He murmured in a low tone, his voice as soft as water.
“Weiwei, you really do like me.”
She couldn’t bear to harm him. Being unable to bear doing it was like.
He didn’t dare to say it was love. As long as it was a bit of like.
He was already overjoyed.
Bai Weiwei lifted her head. Her lashes fluttered, and tears streamed down.
“Qi Chimu, I hate you.”
But he didn’t feel uncomfortable. Instead, he hugged her with even more strength.
Then he placed his head on her shoulder. Warm breaths brushed against flushed ears.
“But I really, really like you.”
【Ding! Male lead’s favorability: 95.】
Qi Chimu’s injury was light, and the bleeding quickly stopped.
He carried Bai Weiwei and directly walked outside.
During this period of time, his strength had improved greatly, and Bai Weiwei’s weight was no longer a heavy burden for him.
The captain of the hidden guards saw him walk out with a bloodstained chest, carrying a dumpling-like girl who was scared silly and as lovely as jade. Then, with a rippling smile, he ordered him to bring over the carriage.
The hidden guard was silent for a few seconds, conscientiously took out top-grade Jinqiang medicine1, and sprinkled it on Qi Chimu. In any case, the wound was too shallow to die from it.
The carriage arrived, and they quickly left.
In the carriage, Bai Weiwei was held tightly in Qi Chimu’s arms.
She still had a blank face.
But Qi Chimu was very gentle. As though petting a cat, he softly stroked her hair.
This action was full of tenderness and contentment.
It was just a bit perverted.
The system coughed lightly. “What, scared stupid?”
The plot twist just now had been a bit fast; it had twisted its waist.
It was the first time it had seen an elopement that could increase favorability.
Bai Weiwei said blankly, “I forgot.”
System: “?”
Bai Weiwei grew agitated. “I forgot to get Madly Loving One Melon’s autograph. It’ll definitely be in the hands of Ping Linqing, that fool.”
System: “…”
Bai Weiwei: “You don’t feel it’s pitiful and painful and uncomfortable?”
System: “…It’s painful.”
Did its host’s brain have anything practical?
What was she playing at.
And shortly after they left.
A deathly white hand stretched out of the water.
Then, a human head.
Ping Linqing struggled out of the water with a twisted expression. He mumbled, shivering, “So hateful ah. My Madly Loving One Melon’s virgin signature2, how could it be snatched by other people? I won’t die until I get that signature.”
Then he pushed, climbing out of the water, and continued crawling in the direction of the house.
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After Bai Weiwei returned, her stomach hurt.
Her great aunt had come. Maybe it was because she’d been too agitated, causing menstrual cramps.
She lay curled in bed with a stark-white face. A thread of red stretched out behind the bed curtain.
The imperial physician called over from the third prince was speaking to Qi Chimu.
She faintly heard something about heirs being difficult.
Bai Weiwei finally recalled this opportunity. “Will I get pregnant.”
System: “Won’t. We can simulate a fake one, but your body can’t give birth.”
Bai Weiwei: “Why?”
System: “You’re not a person from this plane. You can only be a passerby. You can’t form a real connection with someone from this plane.”
Bai Weiwei pondered it and understood. After all, it was letting people enter the plane with a capturing role. She didn’t know what benefits there were for the main system.
But if a staff member developed emotions with the world’s target, and even had children, then those emotions would definitely become different, and the staff member might not want to capture the target anymore.
So such a thing like having a child definitely wouldn’t happen.
1: 金枪药: lit. gold(en) spear medicine/drug, for healing . Left it in pinyin for aesthetics. Seems to be a real medicine name in TCM?.↩
2: 处女签名: virgin autograph/signature, as in the author’s first-ever signature.↩
