Devil Tries To Make Amends - Chap 8
Chapter Thirteen I’ll Take Good Care of You
Yunqian didn’t understand, Ranshen met his suspicious eyes and sighed: “It’s nothing, let’s go…”
All the way from Nightmare Palace to Mingjing Pavilion Crazy and quiet, there are demon generals stationed everywhere. They seem to be stationed all year round, creating a weird atmosphere mixed with this eerie atmosphere.
It was not until Yun Qian arrived at the Ming Jing Pavilion that he relaxed.
Yunqian looked around the Mingjing Pavilion. The warm and bright layout was obviously incompatible with this mysterious Temple of Killing God. She asked curiously, “Why don’t you look like the people here?
” Overwhelmed with surprise, he thought that he had inadvertently shown his feet in front of Yun Qian.
Before he opened his mouth, Yunqian continued to explain: “Because you look very warm… Your Mirror Pavilion is also very warm…”
Ran Shen breathed a sigh of relief: “You, you are not on guard against people What if I’m pretending?” Although he was blaming Yun Qian, there was a clear smile in his eyes.
Ranchen’s smile is beautiful, clear and hearty yet warm, maybe this is the warmth that Yunqian said… Who knows
, this only warmth belongs to Yunqian.
”Well…I’m already like this, there’s nothing to guard against.” Yun Qian wrote lightly.
Immediately, he became overly curious about Mingjing Pavilion, picked up all kinds of decorations on the table, and asked about Ranchen one by one.
”What is this? Will it ring?” He looked at a conch-like thing in his hand, and put it next to his ear curiously, expecting its sound.
Unable to get Ran Shen’s answer, Yun Qian turned to look at him, but the only thing that could be seen clearly in the blurred vision was a pair of eyes that were deeper than the night.
Yun Qian didn’t understand that Ran Shen would always look at her in a daze inadvertently.
He leaned forward, waved his hand in front of Ranshen, and joked:
Facing Yunqian’s false complaints, Ranchen chuckled, reached out and grabbed the conch in Yunqian’s hand, waved it lightly with his hand, and then passed it to Yunqian’s ear: “Listen again.” Yunqian
carefully Tasting, there seemed to be unexpected joy in the narrow and long eyes, and he said happily: “It seems to be singing, it sounds good, it sounds good.”
All the anxiety and pain disappeared at this moment, and his every move stripped off all the disguise, leaving only The purest and most direct part.
He didn’t realize that someone’s heartbeat was out of rhythm with his frowns and smiles…
”This one can sing, but what about that one?” Yun Qian took the conch that Ranchen handed to her ear, held it in her palm, Excitedly pointing to a small organ not far away.
The organ was different from anything Yunqian had ever seen. It was light blue in color, shaped like a lifelike sea fish, and light in size.
Seeing his enthusiastic appearance, Ran Shen bent his fingers and flicked lightly on his forehead:
”Are you a curious baby? Do you want me to introduce you to everything in this room? ” “Okay, okay, let’s show it again!” Yun Qian nodded and stared expectantly.
A deep sigh fell into Yunqian’s ears, revealing a vague sense of helplessness.
”As long as you protect yourself well and survive, I promise you, okay?”
When Ran Shen and Yun Qian spoke, their tone was always softer unconsciously, but their eyes were always full of pity and affection.
Yun Qian didn’t think much about it, as long as this person could keep him healthy and alive, he was willing to obey any order.
”Okay, I still have to eat well, will you cook for me?”
Perhaps to dispel the stiff atmosphere, Yun Qian asked abruptly.
”Well, Shengjun entrusted you to me, and I will take good care of you.”
Chapter Fourteen Makes Him Happy
”He…” Yun Qian’s eyes dimmed, and he said, “He entrusted me to you , I’m worried about the Fire Orb issue…”
From the beginning to the end, Ran Shen didn’t ask Yun Qian’s ins and outs, maybe he didn’t want to know what happened to Yun Qian and Ye Junli in the past.
He cared more about Yun Qian’s present and future.
This time Ye Junli was willing to agree to let Yun Qian follow him back to the Ming Jing Pavilion, which really surprised Ran Shen.
A few days ago, she changed her way of humiliating Yun Qian, but today she changed her face again.
But before leaving, Ye Junli specifically confessed that when going to bed at night, Yunqian had to be locked alone in the treasure room where Ranshen kept the medicine, and he was not even willing to give him a bed.
Ranchen was worried that this was Ye Junli’s temptation, so Ranchen would always obey his orders.
”Are you afraid of the dark?” Ran Shen asked thoughtfully, “There is no light in the treasure room, because there are too many medicines, and no candles are allowed…”
This gentle question made Yun Qian fall into deep thought.
When Yun Qian was born, his mother passed away. Because of this, his father always thought that Yun Qian was the lone star of the sky, an ominous person, and treated him coldly since childhood.
Because he is not favored, the Celestial Clan is unwilling to be his companion inside and outside.
Since he was a child, he didn’t dare to sleep alone, so he always clings to Ye Junli. Is he afraid of the dark?
Why is he afraid of the dark? The timid Yunqian is afraid of everything…
but this is not what it used to be. He has survived the days and nights of torture in the Soul Valley, so there is nothing to be afraid of.
But perhaps because of getting Ran Shen’s concern, his heart suddenly became delicate again, he raised his eyebrows and said: “Can you let me take this conch in? I won’t be afraid after hearing it.” “Well, good
. …” After Ranchen agreed, he moved to a wooden round table in the house, opened the hidden box, and took out a delicate wind chime from it, which was the same color as the organ just now, and was the color of the sea.
”This is also hung in the dark room for you. If you are afraid, just flip it.” Ran Shen’s eyes slowly turned on Yun Qian’s face, expecting his pleasure.
Sure enough, this strange thing aroused Yunqian’s interest again, he took the wind chime from Ranshen carefully, and touched it lightly tentatively.
A voiceless song was soft and melodious, and the sound made by the wind chimes was more crisp and pleasant than that of conch shells. Yun Qian couldn’t help but fiddle with it again.
